Claire: Mr. Kleezak.
Mr. Kleezak: I'm not used to waking up with people poking me. I was startled, you know.
Claire: We are really sorry about that.
Mr. Kleezak: Yeah. Well, these are onions. From my garden.
Phil: Wow. Thank you so much. That is so nice.
Mr. Kleezak: Yeah. Well, don't go throwing any parades. They're onions.