Kitty: There's my little roller disco king.
Eric: Mom! Shh. Look, at any given moment, there are at least three kids in this house who would use that information to destroy me. We have to keep it our secret.
Kitty: Well, I was just reading the bible... And it says that keeping secrets is a sin. It goes lust, gluttony, sloth, keeping secrets.
Eric: Mom, we don't even have a bible. Remember last Christmas you spilled peppermint schnapps all over it?
Kitty: Honey, just share your secret. People are gonna find out eventually, because that is a surprisingly difficult thing to keep secret.
Eric: Okay, I don't know if you know this about me, but I already take quite a bit of crap just walking around being regular me. So, no, I'm not gonna tell anybody.
Kitty: Do you want me to tell them?
Eric: No.
Kitty: Yes?
Eric: No. I'll think about it, okay? Maybe there's a way I can kind of feel everybody out.
Kitty: Good. [chuckles] And, by the way, I did not spill peppermint schnapps on the bible. It was sambuca. I am not trailer trash.