Sarah Walker: Isn’t that supposed to be a raw steak? Chuck Bartowski: Not on a Buy More salary, thank you very much. I did, however, scrape together enough cash to get you a cooked one as well. Medium rare with… Sarah Walker: Extra pickles? Chuck Bartowski: Extra pickles. Come on, who do you think you’re dealing with here? Sarah Walker: Well, I never doubted you, Special Agent Charles Carmichael. Chuck Bartowski: So I guess the big secret about you is that you used to be just a typical high school student. Wish I knew what happened to change that.
Chuck Bartowski: Sarah Walker, hello. Sarah Walker: Okay, fine, I’ll answer one question about my past. You’ve earned that much. Chuck Bartowski: No thanks… I don’t need to know more about who you were. ‘Cause as much as you don’t think so, I know who you are: a girl I’d like to share a cheeseburger with… [Sarah smiles] Chuck Bartowski: Should I get a knife. I’ll get a knife. Sarah Walker: That won’t be necessary. [Sarah rolls up one of pants legs, pulls out a knife and gives it to Chuck] Chuck Bartowski: That’s awesome! And a little disturbing.