TONY PARKER: Honey? Are you drunk?
EVA LONGORIA PARKER: HOW DARE YOU? Why would you even ASK ME THAT?
TONY: Well…you look kinda drunk. And it would explain the eye make-up.
EVA: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?
TONY: I am kind of scared of you. I wonder if there is someone here who could…help me.
EVA: WHY WOULD YOU NEED HELP? GOD!
TONY: Because I am worried one of your boobs might make a run for it out of that dress. Or that you might pass out. It is kinda tight, don’t you –
EVA: WHAT ARE YOU SAYING? JESUS!
TONY: …anyone? Help? Please?