- Sarah Jewett: Didn't you ever fall for a guy or anything?
- Emmy Grant: Oh, sure. Here's my fella
- [she begins to unfold a paper from the Planetarium]
- Sarah Jewett: [not looking] Oh, honest, Emmy, have you got a fella? What's his name?
- Emmy Grant: Orion.
- Sarah Jewett: Oh, an Irishman. Where does he live?
- Sarah Jewett: Up in the sky.
- Dr. Martin: I wish I were a younger man.
- Emmy Grant: So do I!
- Dr. Martin: Oh!
- Emmy Grant: Sorry, I didn't mean to be fresh.
- Dr. Martin: But you are fresh - delightfully fresh.