Phil: Heads up! Coming through!
Claire: Wow! I am glad you're finally getting rid of that thing.
Phil: What? I'm not selling this bad boy. I was gonna meet you at your dad's and get a little exercise on the way. What's, uh, what's your beef with my StreetStrider?
Alex: Even I think it's nerdy, and I'm fluent in elvish.
Phil: It's not nerdy. Luke, back me up.
Luke: I hope you mean into the garage, because I have friends on this street.
Claire: Honey, you finally found something less cool than those pants that zip off into shorts.
Phil: My shants, which you have been gunning for since day one. Does it matter to any of you that this is actually an extremely efficient cardiovascular workout that could prolong my life?
Claire: Mm, yeah, but what kind of life? And with whom?