Jill: Wilson's phone is still busy.
Tim: It's probably Agatha trying to yak her way back into his life.
Brad: Hey, guys. When's dinner? I'm starving.
Tim: We're waiting for Wilson. He was supposed to be here for dinner 30 minutes ago.
Jill: This is not like Wilson. He's usually very punctual.
Tim: Well, maybe the wind shifted, he caught a whiff of your meat loaf.