Erica: Hey, cheggit. My boyfriend and mom are mashed together in the front seat of a car.
Beverly: We're on duty, so beat it before you blow our cover!
Erica: Yeah, I hate to disturb whatever this is, but, um, what are you doing?
Geoff: She tricked me into spying on the neighborhood watch with her.
Erica: Oh. Well, here's an idea for a big boy. Come with me.
Geoff: Don't you dare open that door, or so help me, you're off the squad.
Geoff: Oh, no. Then there wouldn't be a squad.
Beverly: Erica, get in or get out.
Erica: Oh, tough one. [walks away]