Jill: Honey, are you still here? It's two in the morning.
Tim: Come over here, Jill. Look at this. Know what I found out when I took this apart?
Jill: That you couldn't put it back together?
Tim: This is an inferior tool. I'm embarrassed to have it in the garage breathing the same air as the rest of my stuff.
Jill: Honey, I know they're like little people to you, but get a grip.