Karen: Well, I guess I better be getting back.
Geoffrey: Let me know if you need anything. Dust rags, furniture wax, a massage. [inner monologue] My God.
I hope I didn't say that out loud.
Karen: Thank you, Geoffrey. Thanks for the tea. [exits]
Will: Looks like G just got busy, English style.
Geoffrey: She's a fellow domestic, nothing more.
Will: G, you're wiping the table with a croissant, man.