Chrissy Snow: [clad in low-cut pink top, hot pants, momentarily strikes pin-up pose when he's not looking , then gives it up] Jack... do I look okay?
Jack Tripper: [big smile at pleasing sight] Everything seems to be there.
Chrissy Snow: Thanks. I'm going to a beach barbeque.
[bends over to put on her shoes]
Jack Tripper: Uh-huh, I can see what's gonna eat up the cold.
[she looks back at him over her shoulder]
Janet Wood: [enters, carrying big bag filled with groceries] Oh, boy, am I glad that you are both home.
Jack Tripper: We're not home for long!
Janet Wood: Oh, what?
Chrissy Snow: Yeah, we are both going out.
Janet Wood: Oh, no! No, no, no, no, no, you can't!
Janet Wood: Because I have a date coming tonight and I need you to help me with him.
Jack Tripper: What do you want us to do? Hold him down while you have your way with him?
Janet Wood: Cute. Cute. Listen, it's not romantic, it's strictly business. He's the new assistant manager for the new Carlyle Hotel.
Jack Tripper: So...?
Janet Wood: So, this is the guy who orders all the flowers for the rooms, the lobbies, the restaurants, the whole thing.
Chrissy Snow: Hey, a man like that could be a good customer for you.
Janet Wood: [with irony] Yeah, I thought of that.
Chrissy Snow: [face drops] Aw, you thought what I did before I did.