Donna: Wow. This is a really nice dress.
Kitty: I know. Isn't it fancy? [laughs] It's for the Price Mart Ball tomorrow night.
Eric: Oh, right, the Price Mart Ball.
Kitty: So who you taking? Who's the lucky lady?
Eric: Oh, well, I decided not to go. Personal choice.
Red: You don't have a date, do you?
Eric: Okay. You know what? It's not about, "Can I get a date?" It's about this great book that I'm, like, halfway through. Plus, you know, I could get a date. [Red laughs] I've got numbers, buddy.
Kitty: Sure you do, honey. You're number one with me. [laughs]
Red: You're going tomorrow night. And you'd better not go stag, Eric. There's nothing worse than an 80-pound boy dancing with his mommy all night.