George: Some more Merlot?
Rhisa: Yeah, thanks.
George: Sure. You know, Rhisa. [she slurps her wine] I've always found you... very attractive.
Rhisa: What?
George: I know it may sound shocking. But, I just can't stop myself from... wanting you.
Rhisa: You want to borrow money, right?
George: No, no. I-I just want us to be... together.
Rhisa: All right.
George: All right?
Rhisa: Let's go for it.
George: Well... we could dance around it a little first.
Rhisa: [playing footsie] Nah. Let's be bad, George. Let's be really... bad.