Dina: You know, maybe it was my fault. I didn't explicitly say "don't break up with my boyfriend for me."
Garrett: Hold on. Okay, Brian called me. I wasn't trying to break you guys up.
Dina: Oh, come on. No one is buying that. Look at you. You are dying to date me. You're practically drooling.
Garrett: Okay, you know what? You're the one who keeps bringing this up. Maybe you're the one who's dying to date me.
Dina: That's ridiculous. You do nothing for me. But if you want it so bad, I mean, I can take pity on you, and we can get dinner tonight.
Garrett: Okay, so we'll go out to dinner because I want to. Not you, me.
Dina: Exactly. And you probably want to go somewhere fancy, like Tony Rotundo's because that's how pathetic you are.
Garrett: Oh, sure. You just happened to mention my favorite restaurant because clearly you don't care about me at all.
Dina: Pfft, you're loving this. I bet you are gonna have a great time.
Garrett: Oh, more like you will. Time of your frickin' life.