Adam: Thanks for picking me up, Johnny.
Johnny: Eh, it's the least I could do after you bought all those kegs.
Adam: Kegs? What are you talking about?
Johnny: You know, that money you left for me in that envelope in that drawer in your room.
Adam: What?! My Garbage Pail Kids emergency fund?!
Johnny: Honestly, who's worse... me or you?
Adam: Fine! It'll all be worth it when I wow Brea with these sweet Z. Cavaricci pants.
Johnny: I'm not so sure. Is she into little nervous pirates?
Adam: Doesn't matter, as long as Brea shows and we share a moment.
Johnny: So, your plan is to wear lady pants to a party in the hopes of spending a quiet moment with a girl way out of your league?
Adam: Admittedly, the plan has wrinkles.