Sally: What are you doing?
Dick: Arming you with the grime-busting power of bleach.
Harry: Look out, scum!
Sally: Oh, no, no, no, no, no. This is not my problem anymore. I don't live here anymore. You guys are just going to have to learn to clean up after yourselves.
Dick: Uh, interesting theory.
Harry: Expand on that.
Dick: Can you scrub while you talk?