George Michael: Yeah, we were just complaining about roommates.
Michael: P-Hound.
Maeby: I thought it was the other one.
George Michael: No, it was P-Hound, yeah.
Michael: He's the worst. See, I think if George Michael and I didn't have each other as roommates, we'd be going crazy.
Narrator: And for a moment, Maeby felt superior to her cousin, and her uncle, for that matter.