Vivian: Can we discuss this in the car? I don't want to be late.
Hilary: Yeah, you remember what happened last time? They ran out of pasta salad in the VIP section.
Will: [scoffs] And they didn't, like, stop the game? Aunt Viv, look, I'm sorry. I'm just not down with this b-ball thing at least not the way y'all do it.
Vivian: Then I take it you won't be going to the game?
Will: I didn't exactly say that. What I was saying is that I'm just not down with it the way you guys do it, you know. I mean, if I do it, I want to sit in the $2 seats where my feet be sticking to the floor and a big, fat, crusty, bloated dude is sitting behind me belching in my ear. I mean, any other way is unnatural.