Midge: Did you two have fun?
Donna: A blast.
Midge: Oh, Donna, that shirt your father bought you makes you look so fat.
Bob: Yeah? Well, those clogs make you look like a duck.
Donna: Okay, you know what? Both of you guys really need to shut up. I'm so sick of hearing you fight. Do you even know what you're fighting about?
Bob: Uh... I know she started it!
Midge: I only got mad because I knew you were gonna get mad.
Donna: All right, okay, what... You know what? Whatever. Just no more fighting with each other through me. Got it? Although I would like you to continue buying me things. I mean, thank you.
Bob: [sing-songy] She likes the shirt better
Midge: You're an ass, Bob!
Bob: Ooh, good comeback, ooh!