Dean: Can I say something?
Margaret: Mm-hmm.
Dean: Why do you need my help? I'm one of the boys, too. [laughter]
Tammy: Not really. You're not like the other boys. You're just... Dean.
Adult Dean: I was also "just Dean" sophomore year in college when my crush, Stephanie Peters, had me try on shirts she was thinking of buying for her boyfriend. That scarred me.