Kitty: Where's Eric?
Red: Uh... I don't know.
Kitty: I think you do know, Red.
Red: All right, Kitty. Some kid's been hitting on Donna so he went to fight him. But it's no big deal.
Kitty: No big deal? You men are such Neanderthals! Fighting over a woman. It's ridiculous. It's like that time at that beach when that lifeguard pinched my fanny. You just had to lay him out, didn't you?
Red: Well, yeah.
Kitty: Well, how do you think I felt, Red? Watching you stand over that poor man, your eyes burning with intensity, your- your suntanned muscles gleaming like a bronzed god.
[Red and Kitty turn to each other and then run up the stairs]