Asher: Um, I just wanted to let you know, I think there might be something wrong with your air conditioner.
Mitchell: Oh, really?
Asher: Yeah, I mean, it just seems to be running a lot, even when it's, uh, kind of cool outside.
Mitchell: Oh. No, no. Um, my partner runs a little hot.
Asher: Not as hot as our planet. Sorry. I don't mean to be that guy. It's just, um, we're all in this together.
Mitchell: Yeah, I drive a Prius, so...
Asher: And that's a nice little gesture. My car runs on reclaimed cooking oil. I have some literature, if you want it.
Mitchell: That's okay. Save the paper.
Asher: I haven't printed anything since 2004. I was gonna e-mail you.
Mitchell: On your power-hungry computer?
Asher: My entire house is solar-powered. I sell energy back to the grid and use that money to save polar bears.
Mitchell: I'm an environmental lawyer, so, you know, I'm pretty green.
Asher: Mm. So is your lawn.
Mitchell: I went drought-tolerant: succulents, indigenous plants, rock garden.
Lily: My other daddy says your yard looks like a litter box.
Asher: She's a cute kid. I remember when she was in disposable diapers.