Erica: Wait, you're saying the night's actually over?
Gary: Yeah, we take our cue from Applebee's, and they close at 1:00.
Erica: No I mean, my mom didn't show up, not even in a moustache and a vest disguising herself as a busboy.
Gary: Wait. What?
Erica: It's a whole thing. The point is, she didn't show up with all of her friends. She listened to me and stayed away.
Gary: Kind of hoping that my employees might actually encourage people to come.
Erica: Uh, trust me, my mom is not people.
Gary: Okay, we need to put butts in these seats.
Erica: Even if the butts are in ill-fitting mom jeans?
Gary: Okay, I'll tell you what. For every customer you bring in, you get to sing an extra song, okay?
Erica: I get it, Gar. You want mom butts, you will have them as far as the eye can see.