Adam: Would a beautiful girl like these parachute pants?
Pops: I see why they threw them out of a plane.
Adam: Tomorrow needs to be perfect.
Pops: And it will be. You're throwing a party to land a girl. I've thrown millions of shindigs, and they all went gonzo.
Adam: Gonzo's my favorite Muppet, so I'm in.
Pops: First thought... don't mention Muppets. Second thought... throw this party the night a war ends.
Adam: We're kind of locked for this Saturday.
Pops: After I got back from the Pacific, I kissed a thousand nurses.
Adam: That seems like too many.