[When Reese walks down the street, he looks to his side and sees Lois down the alley with a bicycle.]
Lois: [nervously] Okay, okay.
Reese: Mom?
Lois: Why aren't you in school?! You're in trouble, young man!
Reese: Oh, I don't think so. You're in the middle of an alley trying to get on a bike. You are ashamed of something. I can always smell shame. It's kind of like rotten coconut.