Haley: I'm gonna be a horrible mother.
Alex: Okay, first, it's just a doll. And you've been taking care of us our whole lives.
Luke: Yeah. Remember how you used to pick out my first day of school outfit so I wouldn't get beat up?
Alex: Or how you'd hold the book while I read myself a bedtime story? And you're still doing it. You just swooped in and handled our fight like a pro. And you're understanding and loving and a total badass.
Luke: She's right. You're the kind of person that can patch things up if, say, Alex ever found out that I re-arranged the stickers on her Rubik's Cube.
Alex: You son of a...
Luke: Aah! Hair, hair! Haley, help!