Sophia: Mr. Mitsumo. Hi, Mr. Mitsumo. I've been meaning to tell you you did a lovely job getting rid of the snails.
It's nice not crunching when I go to the mailbox. So, did I mention that my daughter and her roommates have just left on vacation? They'll be gone for five days. Anyway, I notice we're always smiling at each other. So I was thinking now that we have a little privacy, maybe sometime we could smile and talk over a glass of Tang or something.
Mr. Mitsumo: Tang.
Sophia: Tang is not the catchword here. What I mean is, I think you're very nice and I thought we kind of liked each other, you and me. This is very embarrassing. You don't understand a word I'm saying.
Mr. Mitsumo: Understand. Little.
[Sophia and Mr. Mitsumo sit down together on the couch]