Denise: So what's the problem?
Will: Well, I sort of have this, uh, fiancée.
Denise: So who's the lucky lady?
Will: Oh, her name is Lisa, but listen, I'm the lucky one. I mean, she's great. She's beautiful, she's brilliant and she got a 4.0 in biology.
Denise: Sounds like you really love her.
Will: Oh, yeah, I love her. Of course I do. I have to. We're engaged.
Denise: Well, I can't say I'm not disappointed.
Will: Look, Denise believe me, if this was one year ago, girl, I would be all over you. You know what I'm saying? All over you. You hear that?
Denise: Yeah, I know, only too well.