Mike Rostenkowski: When I first met you, I didn't like you.
Howard: I'm aware of that, sir.
Mike Rostenkowski: But then you and I had some time together.
Mike Rostenkowski: It did not get better.
Howard: Right, right.
Mike Rostenkowski: That silly Beatle haircut and you riding around on a red Vespa, and you still living at home with your mother. To be honest, I thought Bernadette chose you to punish me. But then I heard about your astronaut thing, and I realized I judged you too fast. Maybe you are the right guy for my little girl.