Schmidt: Oh, God. Here we go. Showtime. Mama!
Louise Schmidt: No! I was meeting my little boy, not this handsome movie star. What are you doing with these? Why would you hide your hazels? [laughs] Hi, sweetheart. Oh!
Nick: Hey, Louise, it's really good to see you.
Louise Schmidt: I bet it is; tape it down, Miller.
Nick: Tape it?
Louise Schmidt: Here, look at your baby brother. How handsome is Reggie? [holds up phone with a picture of her and a dog] Give him a kiss. Kiss your brother. Give him a kiss. Give him a kiss; he loves it. Kiss him, kiss him. Okay, give him a scratch. He loves a scratch. He loves a scratch.
Nick: Can I get an alcohol?