 There s a coat left in the bar. Not just any coat: a cashmere coat with hand stitching, tortoise shell buttons, and bemburg lining. There is a slight smell of a special blend pipe tobacco, and two tickets to the Grand Kabuki and a dried rose bud in the pocket. Diane is in awe of the coat and by association the man who owns it, despite the fact that she doesn t know who it is or what he looks like. Diane goes on and on about how she knows this is the man of her dreams. The coat s owner calls the bar looking for his coat. Sam and Carla goad her into asking "Stuart" out on a date over the telephone, again before she even meets him. Under the pressure, she does. With great anticipation, the three await Stuart s arrival. Stuart ends up being an accomplished architect working on the restoration of a historic house, is refined, self-deprecating, rich and really a nice guy. But admittedly, he isn t the most handsome man in the world. Despite that, Diane decides to go out with him. They continue dating. And even Sam admits later that Diane s intuitions were right: Stuart is just one heck of a nice guy. But in private, Diane admits to Sam that all she can think about Stuart s looks, or lack thereof. She feels so guilty about this, that she even asks Sam to help her out with a lie to dump Stuart as to not hurt his feelings as she feels that he is falling hard for her. But Stuart beats her to the punch and dumps her first. Diane is relieved, despite being the dumpee.