Brad: Dad, I need to talk to you about something.
Tim: I think I know what you're gonna say.
Brad: You do?
Tim: Yup. For dinner tonight, you want a big steak. Thick and fatty. A big baked potato, smothered in sour cream and butter. And a three-pound onion loaf.
Brad: Actually...
Jill: [enters] Hey, guys. So, Brad, where do you want to go to dinner tonight?
Tim: No girlie salad bar. This boy is screaming for meat.