Ron: Hey, you don't happen to sing, do you?
Dorothy: What makes you think that I- I sing, or would even want to? I mean, you know, some people might enjoy making fools of themselves in public, but, uh... Me, singing? I- I don't think so.
Ron: You sing, don't you?
Dorothy: A little.
Ron: Great. Uh, how about some Irving Berlin? Blue Skies? Always?
Dorothy: Maybe... Maybe some other time.
Ron: What'll I Do?
Dorothy: D flat is good for me.