N: I would tell you.
S: Yes. But, I wouldn't want to know.
N: (Smirks) Say what?
S: It's a matter of speach, Nick.
N: (jokes) I don't know, Sara...now when I think about it, I'm on to something.
S: Oh, dear Lord.
N: No, no. Wait. You don't want to tell me, so it's obviously someone I know. And who I know better than myself.
S: Way to go, Sherlock, you broke the case.
N: I've always knew you had a thing for me.
S: Whatever you say, Nick.
N: (frustated) Oh, come on, tell me!
S: You're being a baby, you know that!
(a few seconds pass by)
N: Hey, you like babies, don't you?
S: What? Yeah, i like babies, why?
N: HA! I knew it was me!!!
S: (sighes) I don't believe you...