Denise: I have never done that before.
T-Bag: Then I guess we were making up for some lost time.
Denise: I have to ask, Sam, are you, uh... are you married or something?
T-Bag: Me? No. What makes you think...
Denise: Come on. I may be plain, but I'm not a fool. Usually the men I end up with are just looking for something, you know...on the side.
T-Bag: Denise, the only "side" I'm interested in, is the inside. And that place within you...is not plain.
Denise: I have to get back to work.
T-Bag: Do you really?
Denise: I have to close tonight.
T-Bag: How 'bout I pick you up after? We can have dinner.
Denise: Are you sure?
T-Bag: Denise...I insist.