Jill: I thought I'd come wish you sweet dreams on your first night in your new room.
Randy: You did that when you came down five minutes ago.
Jill: I know. I know. I'm just having trouble adjusting to you being so far away.
Tim: [over intercom] Jill, will you stop bothering him and come back upstairs?
Jill: I'm having trouble leaving.
Tim: Step in front of the laundry chute.