Carmela: Boys, I think we have a problem here.
Moe: What's the matter, sweetie?
Cosmo: Yeah, what's up?
Carmela: Well, if Moe is King of the House, and you are the King of Mischief, what am I?
Moe (taking a deep breath): You are the Queen of my heart!
Carmela: Oh, Moe! (kissing him on his cheek)
Cosmo: Oh, barf!