Gillian: Would you like some bread, Jerry?
Jerry: No. No, thanks, I'm just not hungry.
Gillian: Well, then, at least drink your beer. [uncaps Jerry's beer]
Jerry: It's not a twist-off.
Gillian: You have a little something on your face. I can get it.
Jerry: No, no, no.
Gillian: You're missing it. It's higher. [gets it] It's an eyelash. Make a wish.
Jerry: I don't want to.
Gillian: Make a wish.
Jerry: Okay. [disappointed] Didn't come true.
Gillian: Don't you just love lobster? [cracks it open]