Dale: I guess you were waiting for me to talk.

Kelly: That's right.

Dale: And the subject of the conversation is my phone call to Terence, correct?

Kelly: Yes. I need to know what that airhead brother of yours told you and if you're going to listen to him.

Dale: And what do you care what Terry told me, I'm not going to take his advice anyway.

Kelly: I still want to know.

Dale: Well, don't worry, no one is moving to Lucky Palms, except Terry, of course. He bought a casino there and, yes, he was hoping that I would manage it, but he understands that you and I already have our plans, so he didn't insist too much.

Kelly: Thank goodness.

Dale: Mind you, he insisted that you might be able to launch your career there more easily than anywhere else.

Kelly: Not a chance. I'd rather jump off a Bridgeport skyscraper than go to that horrible place, with Terence, and near Cynthia? I'm not crazy.

Dale: Got it, but can we at least consider visiting it sometime?

Kelly: I'd have to think about it, but no promises.

Dale: Well, I suppose what I've just told you has cleared up your doubts about Lucky Palms.

Kelly: Almost, cause I don't trust Terry to stop nagging about us moving there, but I'm good for now.