Claire: [on the phone] Look, Phil, I need you to take care of dinner for me.
Phil: What's wrong?
Claire: Well, Alex ripped Haley's favorite sweater and now I'm driving around from store to store trying to find the exact same one before Haley finds out.
Phil: Don't do that. Just explain to her what happened.
Claire: Uh-uh. Haley's not gonna understand.
Phil: Sure, she will.
Claire: No, Phil, you don't understand. I'm trying to avoid this turning into a whole big thing.
Phil: Then just get her something close. She'll never know the difference.
Claire: Phil, could you just take care of dinner, sweetie? That's all I'm asking.
Phil: I'm just saying there's a simpler way to do this.
Claire: There is no simpler way. Just make dinner. Thank you.
Phil: Hello? [to all the women in the salon] What?