Kate: So, good night.
Eric: Good night. [doesn't move]
Kate: Eric.
Eric: Just one second? [inner monologue] Okay, baseball, Vietnam, Richard Nixon Pat Nixon, Pat Boone, the girl that does the weather... No! Okay, jelly fish, really big spiders. Come on, dig deep, okay. The day we backed over Skipper in the driveway and instead of going to the county fair, I had to bury him in the backyard. [out loud] Okay. [stands up] I'm good. And good night.