Lindsey: Hi, Will.
Will: Hey, how're you doing, Lindsey?
Lindsey: Are you going to the Lakers game?
Will: I wish. I don't have no tickets.
Lindsey: Isn't that a coincidence? Here I am with two tickets to the Lakers game, and no one to go with.
Will: Well, you enjoy yourself tonight, all right?
Lindsey: Too bad you can't make it. The seats are center court. We can go in my dad's limo and I have passes to the after-game party... but, yeah, well.
Will: Wait, wait. Whoa. I mean, hey. Who am I to be so selfish? What do you say you pick me up around 8:00? And, oh, just for tonight, how about you let your buns down?