(Fallon walks into Mark's room and sees Alexis in his bed in a state of undress and Mark wearing only a towel)
Fallon: Oh, my God.
(Fallon walks out)
Mark: Fallon. Fallon!
(to Alexis) What do they call a woman like you?
Alexis: Smart and intelligent. A woman who always knows exactly what she wants and how to go about getting it.
Mark: You get your clothes on, get out of here and tell her how this happened.
Alexis: I've got my clothes on, Mark. And nothing happened. And even if it had, I'm afraid it would have been as boring as those few other truly, truly boring afternoons I wasted with you.