Phil: My, uh, client just wants me to pick her up on the way to the open house, which is great. I'll, uh, drop the sign off and just swing across town to... Oh. She's bringing her mom and a designer.
Claire: Well, maybe they'll fit in the trunk.
Phil: Here it comes!
Claire: What? I was making a joke.
Phil: What's your game, woman?
Claire: I have no game. You're an adult. You can make your own choices.
Phil: Since when?