Frank: I've been at this a long time. I know their families, I've been to their homes for dinner.
Dorothy: Really? You've been to their homes for dinner?
Frank: Well, of course they spread a newspaper on the floor for me.
Dorothy: Oh, Frank.
Frank: I'm kidding. You seem so amazed.
Dorothy: No, I'm not amazed. I just think it's nice that you do that.
Frank: It's funny. I just assumed that you knew that I ate dinner.
Dorothy: I meant that I think it's nice that you go to people's homes for dinner. How would you like to go home with me? I mean, for dinner. Maybe next week? My roommates would love to meet you.
Frank: Sure. What's a good night?
Dorothy: Bingo night. Any other night I'd have to introduce you to my mother.