Visaki

Fred, Paul, lunch and dinner? Boy, you guys ought to move in. How about a piece of pie on me? Sophia! Take care of these fellows.

Elaine

(to the manager) Hey! Come here a second. I want you to know something. You are not gonna get away with this!

Visaki

Get away with what?

Elaine

Ah, 'with what?' You know what. With the waitresses. How they're all... alike.

Visaki

Of course they're alike. They're my daughters.