Dylan: Don't feel bad about making move out, Mrs. D. I knew this day would come eventually, and I'm totally covered.
Claire: Great. So we'll see you around.
Dylan: I got a place with an old friend of mine. Well, not so much of a place as a storage pod. And not so much of a friend as a raccoon.
Claire: Good to know you'll have company.
Dylan: I call him bubbles because his mouth is all foamy.
Claire: Dylan, I'm on to your little game. I know none of this is true. You just try to guilt me into I letting you stay.
Dylan: You're right, I'm sorry. I'll just live in my car. Think I can borrow a coat hanger in case I get locked in there again.