Owen: You seem to be taking the Claude/Carl hook-up in stride.
Ramona: I already knew.
Owen: Oh yeah, you know when people have had sex.
Ramona: And when they haven't. (she stares at him) 167 days.
Owen: Hey, that's not as bad as I thought.
Carl: Did you tell Ramona about us, 'cos uh earlier today she smacked me on the butt and that was before I found out that I won the football pool.
Claude: No, I didn't have to tell her. She can always tell when people have slept together. She calls it, "Laydar."
Carl: Oh yeah, that's right. She's amazing with that. She can even do it with men. She calls it (pauses) "Gay Laydar."
Claude and Ramona: (simultaneously and all smiles) Hiii!
Owen: That's overly friendly. What are you hiding?
Claude: Nooo, nothing.
Owen: Fine. I have secrets of my own. Find out which pointy eared Vulcan will be doing a signing at Madison Avenue Books this Thursday at eight. You'll go to your graves not knowing that one.
Claude: Leonard Nimoy?