Michael: Even if we’re not related, I think I would like for you to work here. You’re very, very good at it. What you do for a job is not really a great way to make a living, you know?

Nellie: I make 300 grand a year.

Michael: Marry me. It’s weird on so many levels.

Nellie: I’ve always been mildly attracted to you.

Michael: What?

Nellie: Let’s face it. There’s no denying that there’s a heat between us.

Michael: I’d like to deny that.

Nellie: I know you feel it, too. This burning desire.

Michael: I-I-I don’t feel anything. I-I-I feel a burning mutual respect.

Nellie: I’ve got an outfit that’s going to turn that respect into something fun.

Michael: Respect is fun.