LANCE: Hi, Kyra. So I guess I’m supposed to get a costume.
KYRA: Oh, sure. Let me just, um…
Kyra gets out her measuring tape and measures Lance’s chest, waist, and lips.
KYRA: Just one more… um… the inseam.
Later Lance bursts into the tent where Bob is drinking and Eskimo is reading the paper.
LANCE: Getting measured is AWESOME.