Kirsten: Look at you. Sandy: If I must. Kirsten: New suit. New scent. New look. Sandy: I feel like this is headed somewhere. Kirsten: New girlfriend? Sandy: Oh, and there it is. You’re still…
Kirsten cuts him off with a kiss.
Sandy: Oh, God. I should’ve found an attractive co-worker years ago.
Kirsten shoots him a look.
Sandy: It was a figure of speech. Kirsten: Rachel’s attractive? Sandy: Is that her name? It’s context, only, you know, in relation to which she evokes amorous feelings in my far more, extremely more attractive wife. Kirsten: Good answer.