Susan: Oh, that pasta was fabulous, Reese.
Lois: How's Larry?
Susan: He won't stop fighting with Mom. The other day she barged in on him when he was in the bathtub. So he stood up, yanked off her wig, and dried himself with it. Very thoroughly. [all chuckle]
Hal: That Larry's a keeper.
Susan: Yeah, it's so great he's not a backstabbing weasel. [cutesy to Jamie] A weasel is a horrible animal.