— Mr. Soprano.
— There she is.
— You be good now, don't start.
— You ought to see my finish.
— You get sued for talk like that nowadays.
— Then cancel my appointment. Let me die now. If a man can't voice to a beautiful woman the zephyrs that are blowing through his mind.
— God, listen to him today. Go in there now, and strip down to your shorts.
— You see now? I'm not gonna touch that line. Too much class.