Tammy Two: Hello, Ron. Hello, Ron's friend.
Ron Swanson: Tammy, what could possibly bring you to a children's performance... preparing a ritual sacrifice of a newborn?
Tammy Two: No, just trolling for some daddy. Oh, sorry. I pronounced that wrong. Trolling for some dad "D."
Ron Swanson: Diane, why don't you take the girls for some ice cream while I dispose of this sewer-dwelling gutter witch?
Diane Lewis: Bye, Tammy. Always a pleasure.
Tammy Two: You're not fooling me, Ron. This little domestic charade of yours hasn't changed you one bit. You're still the same old Ron Swanson, and I will defeat you. I will defeat you right into my pants.