BoxJam: Why're you all dressed up?
Ms. BoxJam: Are you joshing, love? Today I'm going to the D.M.V.!
BoxJam (singing): On every licence is a date... A dream date to be sure... As I while away my time at the DMV sipping wine " eating caviar!
BoxJam (singing): The folks there are so friendly, refined " debonaire, It's a swingin' jivin' party so I'm dressed like Fred Astaire!
BoxJam (singing): When I have to leave them, it saddens me and how... so I extract a promise we'll repeat it four years from now!
Ms. BoxJam: What was that bit where you were looking between your legs?
BoxJam: The slightest hint of sarcasm...