Barry: Evening. I'd like a root beer and a marker for $10,000.
Murray: Nice try, moron. You're not old enough to be in here.
Bill Lewis: Yeah, old enough to steal my little princess and saddle her with a crooked-headed infant.
Barry: Actually, Lainey bolted. She's gone for good.
Bill Lewis: Hot diggity-dog! I'm the luckiest man alive! I just lost so much money, but I'm walking on sunshine over here!