: [after kissing Sara] How about a little tongue with that? Sara: [grabs his face, then lets him go] You don't want the tongue. Dean: Come on, she can't be that hot and be a bio-chemist at the same time. Hastings: Who cares what she is. Dean: What are you doiing? Hastings: [types e-mail to her] I'm going to see how crazy this chick is. [sends it and gets a quick response back] Hastings: Dude, there's already an answer. Amelia: [voice from computer] Hi, this is Amelia. Hastings: Get out your credit card. Dude, I'm in love already. Amelia: [voice from computer] Before we speak directly, I need to ask you a few questions. Have you done unusual lab work in protoplastic cell suspension, specifically any kind of transmembrane conducity and permiability diffusion? I'm looking for a for a man whose pro-coefficence is greater than 10A minus 16 meters squared per second. If you're that man, please submit some sample data in the response body of an e-mail to me. If I like what you write, we can meet. I promise you won't be disappointed. Hastings: Okay, that's annoying. Young Sara: I'm hungry! Dr. Abbot: I'd be, too, if I grew six inches a day. Wasach: So I'm not here in an official capacity, and we won't be taking care of this in an official capacity. Dean: What are you gonna do? Wasach: You and I are taking care of this in an unofficial capacity.