Carlton: Look, Dean Morgan could be my ticket into Princeton. Kissing up is a small price to pay.
Will: Well, you know what? Just try not to embarrass yourself... again.
Carlton: What's that supposed to mean?
Will: Last night, Carlton. I mean, this innocence thing. In high school, that was cute. But come on, you're a man now. Start lying.
Carlton: Why? I have nothing to be embarrassed about. I'm waiting for Miss Right.
Will: Carlton, please, forget about Miss Right. Go for Miss Right Now.