Vivian: Philip, look at my hair. I can't go out like this. I gotta go to the salon.
Philip: Well, you went yesterday, sweetheart that's why we couldn't have lunch together.
Vivian: Right, you're right. Henri tried something new, do you like it, huh?
Philip: [stammers]
Vivian: Will, what do you think? Will!
Will: Well, actually, Aunt Viv, you got a kind of a Don King... Kris Kross, Bride of Frankenthing going. Not many people could pull it off. You know, as you're proving, right, but... What, Carlton?
Philip: Vivian, where were you yesterday?
Vivian: Shooting baskets with Michael Jordan.
Will: [to Uncle Phil] You know, Clair would never talk to Cliff like that.