Erica: Okay, when I uncover the vent, you and I are gonna have a fake fight.
Geoff: Why, exactly?
Erica: To mess with my mom as revenge for violating our privacy.
[Erica picks up the towel blocking the vent and throws it on a pile of towels on her bedroom floor]
Geoff: Damn it to hell, Erica.
Erica: [quietly] Comin' in hot. I like it.
Geoff: How can there possibly be more towels on the floor?!
Erica: Oh, that's good. [loudly] I don't need to hang up my towels. That's why I married you.
Mr. Glascott: [in the living room with Beverly] Oh! They're engaging about their core issue.
Beverly: Quiet, John! This is none of your business.