Donna: Why are you all dressed up?
Bob: I'm not dressed up. This is California casual. There's nothing going on here. Everything is fine between your mother and me.
Donna: Okay.
Bob: Look, Donna, can't a man have a conversation with an attentive woman without getting the third degree?
Donna: Sure, Dad.
Bob: All right, apology accepted. Now, be a good girl and sneak in there and get Daddy some of those Jordan almonds.
Donna: No, Dad, those are for the feminists.
Bob: Oh, God. They got to her, too.