The Twins dancing

The dancing twins. We love them.

— Ally (as our narrator)

Same poeple, same faces. Lawyers, stockbrokers, twins. Can we give it up for the twins, please?

— Renee (warm up to telling joke in the bar).

I am. Let's go grab a bite. And maybe a twin.

— Ally to Renee

Fishisam: Now a real question. Think the twins ever get lucky?

— Richard to John

Not that lucky.

— John's reply

What's with Renee and The Biscuit?

— Elaine

I think it's just a dance. Oh, God. Here comes ours.

— Ally

I guess.

— Elaine

(they then go with the twins to dance)