Erica: Geoff, stop whatever dumb smart thing you're doing.
Geoff: Dumb? It's my valedictorian speech. And, oh, God, I'm so behind schedule!
Erica: Let me see. [throws it out the window]
Geoff: My Filofax!
Erica: Well, put this in your Filofax. You and me are gonna spend the summer following the Grateful Dead.
Geoff: Wait, what?
Erica: Look, this year was so hard, and you got me through it. So now it's my turn to help you, and I won't take no for an answer.
Geoff: Yes! Thank you for freeing me from my Filofax! Let's do this!
Erica: For sure! I mean, it's the Grateful Dead.
Geoff: Yeah, people love them.
Erica: They do. I mean, I don't.
Geoff: Me neither! But they do have that one song.
Erica: Exactly. That one's okay.
Geoff: It's kind of okay.
Erica: It's okay enough.
Geoff: Yes! We are going to follow a band we have mixed feelings about, but who cares? 'Cause I get a break from being me. [screams] Ah, Shingles!
Erica: I'll go stir you up a breakfast bath.