Phil: Oh, look at you all dressed up. Coming with us to watch Uncle Mitchell sweat?
Haley: No, Arvin's dad is in from London, and he wants me to meet him.
Claire: Hang on. You're not hungover. Hair's conservative, no cleavage. Oh, my God. You're trying to make a good impression. You're in love!
Haley: Shut up. I am not.
Claire: Ohh, I don't know. I see how hard you work at this relationship. You woke up early to watch soccer and you called it football.
Haley: Oh, just calm down. It's been three months, and everyone knows Liverpool is having a cracking good year.