Erica: I'm sorry, Pops, but I'm not singing your song this year.
Pops: What are you talking about?
Beverly: Don't do this, Erica. Do not upset this lovely old man.
Erica: Ba-bap. I'm talking about the "Dreidel" song, Pops. It's not happening.
Pops: Okay, I'm dealing with an Adam crisis here, so is this necessary?
Beverly: The sweet man's busy. Leave him be.
Erica: Ba-da-bup! Mom made me sing that song for you ever since I was in the third grade.
Pops: Oh, I see what's going on. Your mother's lied to you for a decade. Have fun with that.