Tiffany: I think he's the strong silent type. Ooh. You are strong.
Carlton: Well, I'm no stranger to the gym.
Tiffany: Carlton, how about some dessert? I've got ice cream. Sweet chocolate ice cream.
Carlton: I'm a tutti-frutti man myself.
Will: What the heck is wrong with you, Carlton? That girl just offered you two scoops.
Carlton: I'm afraid I'm a one-gal guy.