Phil: You wanna go with them, don't you?
Haley: No, we're doing our thing.
Phil: Yeah, quick. Before they leave.
Haley: Are you sure?
Phil: Go. I can handle it. You're not the first girl to leave me at this table with a plateful of chicken wings. I'm kidding! I wish I was kidding. You weren't supposed to hear that. Have fun.