Nick: All right, Ruth, let's find something to play with inside this, uh, pillowcase of crap your future godfather brought you.
Cece: Oh, God. Okay.
Nick: There's this thing.
Cece: Put that down.
Nick: Yeah, put that down right there. Look at this! We got an old beeper. You can pretend to be a-a doctor, or a late '90s drug dealer.
Ruth: What's a drug dealer?
Cece: Don't give her that.
Nick: Gah, Ma, stop being such a narc.