- Mason: [after being walked home under Amber's umbrella in a torrential downpour] I live here.
- Amber: Ah, well, gee Mason.
- [pretending to be him]
- Amber: Thank you for walking me home. Perhaps you would like to have some coffee or something. Or look at my art.
- [after no response]
- Amber: Right. Well, I'll see you later.
- Mason: Thank you... for the umbrella.
- Amber: Oh yeah, of course.
- [smiling]
- Amber: These things are rare in this town, you know. But if you look really hard you can usually find one. Probably shouldn't get mine wet.
- Amber: So, are we gonna talk about it?
- Mason: What? No, I just can't figure out what color to use for the shadow of your arm.
- Amber: So, we're not gonna talk about it. Okay... So, why didn't you use the blue?
- Mason: Because it'll pull focus from your eyes.
- Amber: What about the orange?
- Mason: Too close to the tan in your slip.
- Amber: Does it matter?
- Mason: Yes. It's all about contrast. To accentuate some parts, you have to hide others.
- Amber: So they can't be noticed?
- Mason: So they won't... draw attention.