Charlie and Alan in “Tight's Good”

But I restrained myself. I walked away, and now I can still look Teddy in the eye.

That's... that's great, but how come you have no problem looking me in the eye after sleeping with my wife's sister, my son's teacher, my divorce lawyer, and my old receptionist?

I like Teddy. And the receptionist was your fault.

How?

If you'd paid her a decent salary, she wouldn't have had to hook.