Booker Bell: Where's my stalker?
Mitchell: Oh, he's gone. I've got rid of him. I'm sorry that he attacked you like that.
Booker Bell: Attacked? No, I don't mind a little smoke of my bloomers.
Mitchell: Well, just I thought since this was a business meeting, - we should-
Booker Bell: And you thought that maybe hanging with somebody would make me feel good with racket?
Mitchell: There's been a lot of tension between me and my dad. I'm actually staying at his house.
Booker Bell: Oh, so you chased away a man who's opening his home to you.
Mitchell: I get the sense that I'm losing you. Could I talk to Grandma Groovy?