Aunt Helen: All right. Mm. Mm, mm. Another year, another hairdo. Who you trying to catch, Hattie?
Vy: I guess you and Will gonna be hitting one of them all-night Thanksgiving jams, huh?
Hattie: Oh, girl, that boy couldn't keep up with me if I gave him a head start.
Workman: I've got one more outside. I'll go get it.
Vivian: He's a hunk.
Vy: Yeah. Did you see the way he was looking at me?
Aunt Helen: Girl, that man wasn't looking at you, he was looking at me. Tsk. Looking at me like it was lunchtime and my legs was Colonel Sanders' extra crispy. Wasn't he, Geoffrey?
Geoffrey: If you mean something fast and cheap, yes.