Don't call me a moron.

Love me or leave me.

Excuse me.

Hello, excuse me.

Excuse me, sir.

Now, before you give me one of your little tap dance bait-and-switch speeches, let me just tell you right now that I want this watch and this watch.

And just for me, Vic, why don't you just position your body that way?

You can't arrest me.

Consider me your bait.

And I'd just like to say that it's a relief that you're waiting on me instead of some slick sales clerk who might rip me off.

Why don't I just give you this money back and then you give me the watches back.

It's all part of my ongoing curiosity and fascination with marine life and oceanography.

He's starting to make me nervous.

And you know what?

And make yourself comfortable.

I would like a little iced cappuccino and maybe a peach danish and perhaps a little pepito sauce just on the side would be lovely.

And he often wore that.

And I can't go outside.

Sure, it's gay and rugged.

And there's $118 on the nose.