Donna: No, Mrs. Forman, you have every right to be mad. In fact, you should be madder. You're, like, the best mom in the world.
Kitty: Yeah! Thank you, Donna. I just wish my own family would say that once in a while. [Donna eats a chocolate bar] Oh, sweetie, that's not your breakfast, is it?
Donna: Yeah.
Kitty: Oh. [chuckles] Why don't you just let me make you some nice waffles instead?
Donna: Oh, cool. I love frozen waffles.
Kitty: Oh, honey. No, no, no, no. I make my waffles from scratch.
Donna: Those bastards!