Howard: I'll put a move on you, you won't know what's happening
Vince: You haven't got any moves. I've felt your moves, how flimsy are they, they're like being carressed with a natural yogurt.
Howard: I've got new, powerful moves now thanks.
Vince: Yeah, did you send off for some new ones?
Howard: Yes I did, they arrived this morning.
Vince: First post?
Howard: First post, yeah. The post that hurts the most.
Vince: Well come on then.
Howard: Yeah, I'm gonna put a move on you.
Vince: Yeah?
Howard: I'll take you out for a meal with Mr and Mrs pain, order up some violent quiche. Do you want some?
Vince: Come on.
Howard: [Touches Vince's chest]
Vince: What's that? That's nothing.
Howard\: Feels like nothing, but that's the vibrating palm. You feel alright now, but two hours from now you'll go to a shop, you'll buy a hat, it won't suit you. Ow!
Vince: There's no way. Look at me. My hair's virtually a hat, all hats suit me.
Howard: You'll see.
