Luke: How come you and Dad are breaking up?
Claire: What?
Luke: It was just a little disagreement. Can't you just work it out?
Claire: Oh, sweetie, you thought that when I said we were splitting up... No. No, your dad and I are fine, honey. We just were gonna take separate cars to see who could get to the restaurant faster.
Luke: Oh, that's a relief.
Claire: Oh, you must have been feeling awful back there. I am so sorry.
Luke: It's okay.
Claire: [pulling car over] Why did you say you'd go with your dad?