Bob: Red, guess what? I went down to pay for my Corvette, and some jerk-wad bought it out from under me.
Red: Oh. Well, that's a tough break, Bob. But you know what would make you feel better? [opens garage door] A look at my new Corvette.
Kitty: [softly] Oh, my goodness, it's beautiful.
Bob: You bought my car? That doesn't make me feel better, Red.
Red: I'm sorry. Did I say make you feel better? I meant make me feel better. [Kitty honks the horn]