[Brad keeps reading his brochure as the phone rings]
Tim: Why don't I get that? [answers phone] Hello? Hello, Angela. You want to talk to Brad, huh? Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
Brad: [takes the phone] Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh... Listen, Angela. I know I said I'd be free. But, uh, Rob asked me to do inventory tonight. I don't know. Maybe next weekend. Yeah. All right. Talk to you tomorrow. Bye. [hangs up]
Tim: Let me get this straight. Rather than going out with a beautiful girl, you would rather count shoes.
Brad: It's a chance to really bump up my paycheck. So, Dad, ballpark: How much are you pulling down?
Tim: That's a good question. And if you ever ask me again, you are out of the ballpark!