"Liz, I noticed you're not wearing a ring. Would you like to go for a pizza after the game?"
"Oh, I do have a ring. It's so big I can't wear it. A team of eunuchs follows me around with it in a special van."
"You're gullible. I like that."
"This was our third date, Liz. Tradition demands that you kiss me or give me the 'let's be friends' talk."
"No, our first date only counted as 85 % because we were wearing our sweat pants."
"I'm 15 % short?!!"
"It's too bad, because I really felt like kissing."
"I don't understand something, Liz. You told Dilbert you don't want to be physical until after marriage..."
"I would expect him to be cranky around the house, yet he's quite relaxed...serene. I don't see how...unless..."
"Did you discover religion?"
"I think I'm Unitarian."
Liz sits at her computer and Dilbert looks over her shoulder. Liz says, "I built a spreadsheet to compare our relative qualities. I'm afraid I'm twenty percent too good for you. We must stop dating." Dilbert points at the screen and says, "NO! Look, Liz, you have the wrong formula in this column! That must mean I have higher math skills than you! We're almost even!" After Dilbert leaves, Liz sits at her computer and Dogbert sits on her printer. Dogbert says to Liz, "You left that error in there intentionally." Liz answers, "My last batch of flowers is wilting."
Dilbert and Liz sit outdoors. Dilbert says, "I'm so lucky to be dating you, Liz. You're at least an eight." Liz responds, "You're a ten." Dilbert and Liz sit looking at the mountains in silence. Dilbert asks, "Are we using the same scale?" Liz responds, "Ten is the number of seconds it would take to replace you."
Dilbert sits at his computer. Liz says to Dilbert, "I think you like that computer more than you like me." Dilbert responds, "That's not true, Liz. I do NOT like that computer more than I like you." Dilbert thinks to himself, "Please, please don't ask about the laptop." Liz asks, "'That' computer?"
Dilbert and Liz sit on the floor leaning against the couch. Dilbert says, "We've been dating for a year now, Liz. There's something I'd like to do tonight . . ." Dilbert and Liz hold hands as Dilbert continues, "There are some needs that I can't fulfill at work." Liz says, "I understand." Dilbert sits at the desk and shouts, "Yes! Yes!" Liz sits behind him reading a book. She asks, "How long has your Internet connection at work been broken?"
Dilbert and Liz sit at a table looking at various containers. Liz says, "These are some of the advanced materials I'm designing at work. That jar holds a pyrophoric substance." Dilbert picks it up and says, "Let's see." The jar explodes in his face. Dilbert looks charred and small clouds of smoke rise from his head. He says, "Yep, that's a good batch." Liz says, "A person from a smarter gender might have said 'What does "pyrophoric" mean?'"
Dilbert says, "I'd like to waste the better part of my afternoon trying to upgrade my phone." Dilbert says, "I'll just set up my sport chair, and use my laptop while you mumble and stare at your monitor for what seems like forever." Dilbert says, "Look at me! I'm beating your system!" Man says, "Quiet! I'm trying to stare."
Mordac, the preventer of information services. Asok says, "May I use this laptop that no one else is using?" Mordac says, "No, but you can have my old pizza box while you waterboard yourself in your own tears." Asok says, "I guess that's better than nothing." Mordac says, "Really? In that case you can't have it."