That last exit was so smooth, though, right?

Jeremy Geer:

Hey, you can't talk to her like that. Rocco:
Says who? Jeremy Geer:
Says me. Rocco:
Mind your own business. We're having fun. Right, sweetie? Noelle:
No, we're not. Jeremy Geer:
Yeah, I'll mind my own business when you apologize to her. Rocco:
You think I won't swing on you because of your hand? Jeremy Geer:
Go ahead. Take a swing. [he raises his voice] Jeremy Geer:
But not before you tell everyone in here what you said to this woman. Rocco:
[he turns to Noelle]
Your loss. [he turns back to Jeremy] Rocco:
Whatever. I'm out of here. Noelle:
You did not need to do that. Jeremy Geer:
Pretty sure I did. Noelle:
But what if he'd hit you? Jeremy Geer:
Would have gone down really hard, sprawled out on the floor, bleeding, moaning in pain. If I was even still conscious. Anyway, it would have been a devastating scene. Noelle:
But you were willing to risk it all... to stand up for me? Jeremy Geer:
Well, the way I saw it, it was kind of a win-win. If he'd hit me, you would have felt bad for me, and possibly given me your number out of pity. Noelle:
Is that what you want? Jeremy Geer:
I've been kind of wanting to ask you since I met you. But I'm not trying to put any pressure on you. I do not want to act like that guy, so... Noelle:
You are nothing like that guy. [she writes down her number and gives it to him] Jeremy Geer:
Okay, I have to warn you. Now that I have this, I'm actually going to call you. Noelle:
You'd better. Don't be one of those guys that waits, like, three days. Jeremy Geer:
Three days? You kidding me? No, I'm more of a six-to-eight months kind of guy. Well, I like to wait until the person has no idea who I am. Noelle:
Or you could just call me tonight. Jeremy Geer:
Yeah, I guess tonight would work. [he starts to walk away, but forgets his takeout food bag and returns] Jeremy Geer:
That last exit was so smooth, though, right?