Diane: Norman, don't you think it's time you got home to your beloved?
Norm: No, no, it's, uh, Vera's night to howl tonight. She's, uh, hosting a Tupperware party. I'd say, uh, right about now they're probably knee-deep in lettuce crispers.
Diane: Vera's really into Tupperware?
Norm: Are you kidding? She wants to be buried in one of those things. I can just, uh, see the service. You know, they lower you into the ground, somebody burps the corner and you're sealed fresh for eternity, I guess.