Hal: Good dinner, honey.
Lois: Thanks. I'm stunned I had time to cook anything. Traffic was horrible, and then on the way to the market I hit a possum.
Hal: You're kidding.
Lois: It was just awful. It laid there moaning and dying. I didn't know what to do. So I finally called Animal Services. I waited and waited, nobody ever came. I was so upset. I never did have time to get to the store.
Malcolm: If you never made it to the store, then what are we eating?
Lois: Something from the freezer. Finish it.