Elizabeth Burke: Honey, relax. You're not in trouble.Peter Burke: Oh, thank God.
Neal Caffrey: Morning, Peter.Peter Burke: I see your quest for Manhattan's best brew continues.Neal Caffrey: One's for you.Peter Burke: Oh. Yankee tickets. Versus the Red Sox.Neal Caffrey: Yeah, I got 'em from Frankie Whispers. I'm not gonna use 'em.Peter Burke: They're behind home plate.Neal Caffrey: Oh? I hear that's good.Peter Burke: Uh-huh. You bought coffee, Yankee tickets. This is not your most subtle con.Neal Caffrey: Con? Peter, I am hurt that you...Peter Burke: You're trying to get back on my good side.Neal Caffrey: Is that a crime?
Neal Caffrey: Man is the only kind of varmint sets his own trap, baits it, then steps in it.Peter Burke: Steinbeck. Didn't he also say, "You have the right to remain silent"?Neal Caffrey: I think that was Sergeant Friday.Peter Burke: Yup, I get those two mixed up.
Elizabeth Burke: Honey?Peter Burke: Yeah?Elizabeth Burke: What is this?Peter Burke: I was gonna talk to you about that. That is part of an undercover job I was working. And part of the cover was that I had to talk to another woman.Elizabeth Burke: You must've been quite the conversationalist.Peter Burke: I had to flirt with her so Neal could get closer to the target.Elizabeth Burke: Isn't it usually the other way around?Peter Burke: Hmm. She chose me.Elizabeth Burke: You had to seduce another woman?Peter Burke: No. No. I had... just had drinks with her. Nothing happened, El. I swear.Peter Burke: Are you laughing?Peter Burke: You're laughing. You're laughing.Elizabeth Burke: You had to flirt? You hate flirting.Peter Burke: I know. And now I remember why.Elizabeth Burke: What did you say to her?Peter Burke: I said that she looked thirsty.Peter Burke: It worked.Elizabeth Burke: Oh, please tell me there's surveillance video of this. I gotta see this.