Jill: Randy, guess what? Good news. Here are your rain pants. You are going to Costa Rica.
Randy: What? What's changed?
Jill: Talk to the middleman.
Randy: I don't get it.
Tim: Well, it's complicated. Geez. Here. Would you slice this for me? Do you remember your first solid food?
Randy: I was seven months old.
Tim: So you do remember. Your mom tried to get you to eat that wimpy rice cereal, but I gave you a bratwurst.
Randy: No wonder I became a vegetarian.