No, no, no, no, please, on the other side of the counter! You cannot come back here, this...

[at Bloomingdale's] Jonathan:
Happy anniversary. Sara:
When did you get to be so unimaginably romantic? Jonathan:
I think that it's good luck that we return this year to the scene of the crime. [pours a paper cup of champagne] Jonathan:
Cheers. Sara:
Cheers. Bloomingdale's Salesman:
Oh, I don't think so, no beverages on the premises, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave. Jonathan:
Hey, how are you doing? Don't you remember me? Bloomingdale's Salesman:
Yes I do. Jonathan:
This is her, This is the girl! Bloomingdale's Salesman:
Ms. Carbon-copy. Jonathan:
Yes. Bloomingdale's Salesman:
I see. Jonathan:
This is the guy who helped me find you! Sara:
Oh, hi! Bloomingdale's Salesman:
If you're not going to purchase anything, please make room for paying customers. Jonathan:
We do, we want some gloves, some cashmere gloves. [closing bell rings] Bloomingdale's Salesman:
Oh, I'm sorry, that would be the closing bell. Perhaps tomorrow... Sara:
You're not serious... Bloomingdale's Salesman:
Store hours 10 to 7 except Sundays and holidays. Jonathan:
He warms up... Bloomingdale's Salesman:
At the discretion of management or with the possible visit of dignitaries... [Sara goes behind the counter] Bloomingdale's Salesman:
No, no, no, no, please, on the other side of the counter! You cannot come back here, this is for authorized personnel only, please stay on your side of the counter, thank you very much!