Nichols: Dinner, champagne … whatever else this town has to offer - just name it.
Nora: I appreciate your persistence, Mr. Nichols, but I have an engagement this evening.
Nichols: I never give up when there's the slightest chance of winning.
Nora: You know, I really should be furious at you for pressing your attentions on me.
Nichols: But you aren't.
Nora: No. But I'm going to pretend that I am. (slaps him as Lucas rides up)