Eric: Great shot. And I love you.
Donna: Well, the basket doesn't really count because I traveled.
Eric: You could never travel... Because I love you.
Donna: Eric, you're acting like a huge dork.
Eric: A huge dork who loves you.
Donna: God! God! Stop it! Our... Look, the only reason I said it is because I felt it and not just so you'd say it back. And if I knew you were gonna get in such a twist about it, I wouldn't have said it at all.
Eric: I'm not in a twist. It's just... "Cake." Okay, that was pretty stupid.
Donna: Yes! Thank you. So, I mean, why'd you say it?
Eric: I don't know. I just... Now... Once it is out there, if we broke up, I mean... You know, what would I tell myself, then?
Donna: I guess you could tell yourself you still have cake. We both know how much it means to you.
Eric: That's nice. There's a sweet girl.
Donna: Okay, look, I have an idea. Why don't we just pretend it never happened?
Eric: I like that.