Sir Leigh Teabing: Robert! Do I owe you money?

Robert Langdon: Leigh, my friend. Care to open up for an old colleague?

Sir Leigh Teabing: Of course.

Sir Leigh Teabing: But first, a test of honor. Three questions.

Robert Langdon: [somewhat annoyed] Fire away!

Sir Leigh Teabing: Your first: shall I serve coffee or tea?

Robert Langdon: Tea, of course.

Sir Leigh Teabing: Excellent! Second: milk or lemon?

Robert Langdon: That would depend on the tea.

Sir Leigh Teabing: Correct! And now the third and most grave of inquiries. In which year did a Harvard sculler outrow an Oxford man at Henley?

Robert Langdon: [reluctantly] Surely such a travesty has never occurred.

Sir Leigh Teabing: Your heart is true. You may pass.