Reba: (talking to a guy she met while holding photos) That's my grandchild shes nine months old. Oh, and heres the rest of family! Thats a house full, huh? You wouldn't think I'd be so lonely.
Guy: Yeah. (Flicks a fork off the counter on to the ground) Will you excuse me?
(The guy picks up the fork off the ground and runs out of the bar)
Lori Ann: (After seeing it) OK honey, that's the third time, I don't think it's them. Reba, your children are only cute to you. You need to talk about somthing interesting.
Reba: Well I guess I could talk about my job. Hey the other day, I got two appointments mixed up and the wrong Mr. Smith came for a teeth cleaning! (laughs) that was a hoot
Lori Ann: OK, forget about interesting, you need to lie.
Reba: I can't do that!
Lori Ann: Sure you can! I tell men I'm a Romanian gymniast. Men love a flexable women who can't speak English.