Jack Reacher2012

Sandy:
[sits down at Reacher's table] Mind if I share your table?

Jack Reacher:
[gives a nod]

Sandy:
I'm Sandy.

Jack Reacher:
So was I, last week. On a beach in Florida.

Sandy:
What's your name?

Jack Reacher:
Jimmie Reese.

Sandy:
You don't look like a Jimmie.

Jack Reacher:
What do I look like?

Sandy:
I don't know, but not a Jimmie. So you're new in town?

Jack Reacher:
Usually.

Sandy:
It's kind of loud in here. Do you wanna, maybe, go someplace quieter? I have a car.

Jack Reacher:
Are you old enough to drive?

Sandy:
I'm old enough to do a lot of things.

Jack Reacher:
I'm on a budget, Sandy.

Sandy:
[perplexed] What?

Jack Reacher:
I can't afford you.

Sandy:
I'm not a hooker.

Jack Reacher:
Oh, then I *really* can't afford you.