Eric: Oh, hey, Mom, meet Casey. This is Donna's new boyfriend.
Kitty: Well, you're certainly not a girl! [chuckles]
Casey: Nice to meet you, Mrs. Forman. You know, you couldn't have picked a prettier day to win a year's supply of hot dogs.
Kitty: [giggles] Yeah, sure is a hot dog. [giggles]
Eric: Mom?
Kitty: Sorry, honey, it's just... He's just... I am sure you are much smarter.
Red: Kitty, the idiot neighbors drank all my beer.
Eric: Uh-oh. You're in a bad mood. Hey, meet Casey.
Casey: Pleasure, sir. Hey, maybe I can help. I always keep an spare case of beer in the Trans Am. Little tip I picked up in the army.
Red: I don't know. Seems like a pretty good kid.
Kitty: Uh-huh.