Craig: It's time, Andrew. These kids are tearing my house apart, and I need you to calm them with the power of song.
Andy: Oh, gosh, here's the thing. I can't do it. I got laryngitis.
Craig: You will not bail on me, Andrew Dwyer. You will perform. My nephew is something of an outcast in his school, and I got Erica Swarvane to come, which is a huge get. She rules the first grade. And this party will determine his social status for the next hundred years! So you better get out there, or I am going to lose it!
April: Have you not lost it?
Craig: Oh, you don't even know!