Hilary: You know, Geoffrey, just between you and me I was a little worried about making a whole dinner myself. But there's really nothing to it.
Geoffrey: Oh, Miss Hilary, could you pass me that heavy iron skillet over there?
Hilary: Hello. [shows her recently painted nails]
Geoffrey: How thoughtless of me.
[After Geoffrey grabs the skillet, he holds up it over Hilary's head]