Beverly: Breakfast is served.
Pops: The only thing better than eating out is leftovers the next day.
Beverly: Steak and eggs for you, steak and eggs for you. And for Barry, a fishy scramble made from last night's half-eaten trout.
Barry: What?! That thing should have never left the restaurant!
Beverly: And let it go to waste? Oh, no, mister. You eat that fishy scramble.
Barry: I don't want the fishy scramble.
Beverly: You eat that fishy scramble right now.
Barry: [groans] Mmm, wow. This fishy scramble is yummy. Want to get in on this, Adam?
Adam: I'm good.
Barry: How about you, old man? It's like fish scramble heaven over here.
Pops: Please take that plate away from me.
Beverly: Eat it!