Up in the Air2009

Alex:
[going through each others wallets] Oh, my God. I wasn't sure this actually existed. This is the American Airlines...

Ryan:
It's a Concierge Key, yeah.

Alex:
What is that, carbon fibre?

Ryan:
Graphite.

Alex:
Oh, I love the weight.

Ryan:
I was pretty excited the day that bad boy came in.

Alex:
I'll say. I put up pretty pedestrian numbers. 60 thousand a year, domestic.

Ryan:
That's not bad.

Alex:
Don't patronize me. What's your total?

Ryan:
It's a personal question.

Alex:
Please.

Ryan:
And we hardly know each other.

Alex:
Come on, show some hubris. Come on, impress me. I bet it's huge.

Ryan:
You have no idea.

Alex:
How big? What is it, this big? This big?

Ryan:
I don't want to brag.

Alex:
Oh, come on! Come on.

Ryan:
Let's just say I have a number in mind and I haven't hit it yet.

Alex:
This is pretty f***ing sexy.

Ryan:
Hope it doesn't cheapen our relationship.

Alex:
We're two people who get turned on by elite status. I think cheap is our starting point.