Carlton: Ah, I'm gonna miss this time we've spend together. Me working hard, focusing on my career and you sitting around in the house all day in your robe playing Nintendo. You always make me feel so... so superior. Kind of like the story of the grasshopper and the ant. The ant worked all summer long storing up food while the grasshopper just frittered away his time. Well, grasshopper, the winter has come and you've just been frittering. Frittering. Frittering. Frittering.
Will: See, now, that's where you're wrong. See, the grasshopper hasn't been frittering. Unlike the ant, the grasshopper had a life and friends. And once in a while, a couple of little ladybugs would come over to spend some time with the grasshopper. And even on one weekend... You know the ladybug from the bookstore, the one the ant has the crush on? She even came over to spend some time with that fine grasshopper. The weekend he was away at Princeton.
Carlton: Well, what was she doing here?
Will: Ah, frittering. Mm. She fritters so good.
Carlton: Ha-ha-ha. That's funny. You know, you're the funniest guy in the pool house. And soon enough, you're gonna be the only guy in the pool house. I mean, with the rest of us striking out on our own the only question is, who's gonna move out first, you or Nicky? Ha, ha. Better hope he doesn't go to boarding school.