Amy: Dad, don't be so angry. Everybody has their little ways of coping in their relationship, even me.
Robert: Of course. What do you mean, you?
Amy: It's nothing. Just... You know how you always have to have your toothbrush in the holder always facing to the right?
Robert: Yeah, east.
Amy: I know, east. So sometimes - I don't know why - I turn it... west.
Robert: That's you?!