Jeff: I gotta stop by the hotel first. I guess there was some kind of a rodent/bedbug fire. So that's... and after that, though, I was gonna hit the new Italian place. Are you busy?
Mateo: Nope. Oh, let me guess, you want me to clean up that dead pigeon in aisle six?
Jeff: No, I was just wondering if you wanted to get dinner.
Mateo: You mean, like, pick it up for you?
Jeff: No, I mean, like, take you out to dinner to the Italian place that I just mentioned. Have you never been asked out on a date before?
Mateo: You're asking me out on a date?
Jeff: Uh-huh.
Mateo: [laughs] I knew it! Oh, I thought, but then Garrett... Ha! I knew it.
Jeff: So is that a yes?
Mateo: Oh. Um... I haven't even really thought about that. I usually don't date white guys, but you know what? Sure, why not?
Jeff: Great.
Mateo: Oh, my God, I cannot wait to tell Garrett that I was right about this. I'm gonna rub it in his stupid face.
Jeff: Well, you see, this is where it gets a little touchy. Just as a manager, I shouldn't really be dating any employees, so we would have to keep this between us if that's okay.
Mateo: Yeah. You're the boss. [awkward silence] I should really get on that dead pigeon.
Jeff: Yes, I didn't want to ask 'cause I didn't want to ruin the moment.