WIll: This is my fault. I-- I'm gonna make it my goal for rest of this flight to get you guys back together. Because, you know, A: there's obviously love here. And-- and B: you might be working my return flight. So, come on. Come on. Sit down and just work it out. Okay?
(Both site down in Will & Grace's seats)
Woman: Can I have a blanket?
(Both start to get up)
Will: Uh uh uh-- You sit, you talk. I'll get it. (Will opens the overhead and gives passenger a blanket)
Man: Can I get a coffee?
Will: Oh-- Oh, no. No, I'm not actually a flight-- Okay, who else wants coffee 'cause I'm not gonna make two trips.