Gob: Gene! What the hell are you doing?
George Michael: Your mother sent me to find you. She was worried you were up to something.
Gob: I was just looking for a friend.
Michael: What?
Gob: Yeah, that's right, Michael. I went to our mother because I don't have any friends.
George Michael: Oh, that's funny. [laughs]
Michael: Thank you. Gene, can I have a private moment, please?
George Michael: Okay. You're on the clock.