Lucille: What a coincidence. I just fired my housekeeper but I've already found a replacement. It's a robot.
Buster: I hate it. I miss Lupe.
Lucille: No. I won't let you go down that road. I want you to be strong, and you don't need the comfort of an immigrant in Mother's old stirrup pants to make you feel that way.
Buster: [Roomba beeps] Oh. Ohh, you're hungry.