Paul: (to Jamie at the table) Tell you what, to show what a nice guy I am, I'll go help good-looking boy with the drinks. (moving to the bar) Hey, put your money away, you're a student!
Nick: My dad is loaded.
Paul: Okay, I'll carry the drinks.
Paul: Oh, you know, by the way, you know the little thing where you keep touching my wife? I don't like that. (moves back to the table with the beers)