Randal Graves: [to Emma] You became persona non-nookie to me the minute he started diddling your pooter.
Emma: So thinking of me in terms of being a girl kind of creeps you out, does it?
Randal Graves: Sweetheart, I don't think of you in terms of being a girl, I don't think of you in any way...
[Emma lifts up her shirt]
Randal Graves: Oh, that was just *wrong*.
Emma: If you don't get the fuck out of here so that I can spend some quality time with my man, next I'm gonna show you my pooter.
Randal Graves: Why would you wanna do something like that?
[Emma unbuckles her belt]
Randal Graves: Alright, alright, I'm leaving!