Tim: Look there, everything's all dry.
Jill: Maybe this is just a sign that I'm not supposed to be working.
Tim: What do you mean by that?
Jill: Well, we're fighting about spatulas, you're riding the dryer... I don't know that it's worth it.
Tim: But you wanna work.
Jill: Yeah, I wanna work, Tim. But I also don't want the house to fall apart.
Tim: I see. It's always like that. I ride one appliance in the garage, and you get all bent out of shape.