So, uh, are we going anywhere special tonight? –I-I-I just got us into a little place called, um, Harryhausen's. –(gasp) Harryhausen's?! But it's impossible to get a reservation there. –Not for Googlybear. I will see you at quitting time, and not a minute later! –OK, sweetheart. –Think romantical thoughts.
I hope it stays quiet. I've got more shopping to do after we get off. –I've finished mine. –What'd you get your girlfriend? –Stationery set, some paper, envelopes, leather binding. –Joe, you'll never learn. –Well, what's the matter? –No woman wants a stationery set. You get her something personal. –Well, it's got her initials on it. –No, no, no. You want something more sentimental, romantic. –What'd you get Eileen? –Well, it's different in her case. –What'd you get your wife? –A sewing machine. –That's romantic. –Well, it is in a way-- –Why didn't you buy her a catcher's mitt?