You are really... bringing me over, man.

- On. - On. Right...

All right, Joanne Greenwald, you horrible thing...

here's your one chance to go out with a real stud.

One night with me, and she'll probably go blind with ecstasy.

Poor creature.

I hope she doesn't grab on to my leg and start...

crying when the date's over.

God, what do you do?

All right, Joanne Greenwald.

Hi, Joanne.

Pal, let's get something straight. I don't wanna go out with you...

and I'm just doing this as a favor to my dad, right?

- I know you're happy to be... - Right.

So let's make it a whole lot easier on ourselves, shall we?

First, we'd have gone out to dinner. That's ten bucks apiece.

Unless you're a cheapskate...

but I'm willing to give you the benefit of the doubt.

- Thanks. - I would've ordered double desserts.

That's $22 altogether. Tax and tip... 25.