Will: So, I guess you're gonna hate me forever, right?
Hilary: Well, I thought about it, and I guess I brought this whole thing on myself. I mean, if I hadn't gotten you grounded, you wouldn't have blackmailed me. So, I've learned my lesson. And we're even.
Will: Oh, hey, that's decent, Hilary. Good night.
Hilary: Oh, before you go as my last official act of servitude, I did finish your laundry.
Will: I can't believe I made you do that. I'm sorry.
Hilary: It's okay. What's done is done.
Will: Hilary! My lucky "draws"! [holds up a pair of underpants with an iron burn]