George Michael: Maeby and I made out.
Michael: I'm sorry?
George Michael: Me, too.
Michael: What-what do you mean, son? You kissed?
George Michael: Even a little more than that. I thought she wasn't my real cousin, but then Uncle Tobias showed us these really rough pictures that proved that she was really Aunt Lindsay's daughter. I just feel like I can't be around her. Or Aunt Lindsay. They were really rough pictures.
Michael: No, I remember their birth announcement like it was yesterday.
George Michael: I mean, I know it's wrong, you know, but, uh, my feelings are real even... Even if it was a mistake.
Michael: Well, obviously, acting on those feelings is not an option. She's a blood relative.
George Michael: I know. I've seen the blood.