ROMEO: Let those with light hearts tickle the dance floor with their heels. I'll just hold the candle and look on.
MERCUTIO: If you're going to be a stick-in-the-mud, we'll pull you out...Pardon me, I mean out of love, where you're stuck up to your eyeballs. Come, we burn daylight!
ROMEO: No we don't; it's dark.
MERCUTIO: I mean, sir, that we waste time by delaying, which is like wasting daylight. Take me at my meaning and stop trying to be so clever.
ROMEO: We mean well by going to this ball, but it's unwise.
MERCUTIO: Why, may I ask?
ROMEO: I had a dream last night.
MERCUTIO: Well, so did I.