Candace: Will, hi.
Will: What?! Hey, how are you doing? That's right. A beautiful woman here to see me!
Candace: I guess I should've told you I'm on the paper. Hope you're not mad.
Will: Mad? No, I ain't mad.
Candace: Then why are you yelling?
Will: I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I got I got a slight hearing problem. Deficiency, you know, from my night job at the target range.