Charlie Harper: [to Rose as she gets in her Taxi] Yeah, right. I'll see you tomorrow.
[goes into Rose's empty apartment. Sits down]
Charlie Harper: Maybe I won't see you tomorrow.
Alan Harper: I'm not gay. I'm literate and urbane and that confuses people.
Leanne: What can I get you?
Rose: Grain alcohol, please.
Leanne: We don't have grain alcohol.
Rose: Okay, uh, just a Sprite.