Vy: Hi, baby.
Will: Oh, Mom! You half-naked! Come on, you don't want Robert to get the wrong idea.
Vy: You damn straight! You don't think I'm doing these butt-busters for my health?
Will: Okay, that's it, young lady. You go to your room... in Philly.
Vy: Boy, hush up and help me move this table.