Denise: Doesn't that feel good?
Will: Oh, yeah, I've always liked silk.
Denise: No, I mean us. I knew I could make you forget about your fiancée.
Will: Hey, whoa, wait a minute. Ain't nobody making me forget about my fiancée. I love... Lucy. That ain't it, is it?
Denise: It's Lisa.
Will: Ah, that's right. That's right.
Denise: Will, just relax. Don't fight it. Just do what feels right.
Will: Okay. [leans in] Bye, Denise. I love that girl too much. I am not going out like that.