Eleanor: Finally! Let's get back to it. Whip out that chalkboard, big boy, show me what you're working with.
Chidi: Actually, I was going to head into town and pick up some... blankets.
Eleanor: Great, I'll grab my sweater. I can practice letting people cut in front of me.
Chidi: You know, uh, I just realized that I have blankets, so I'm going to take a nap using the several blankets that I already have. Good night.
Eleanor: Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. What's wrong? Out with it.
Chidi: I'm just tired, need a break. No big deal.
Eleanor: The way you're talking to me right now? "Everything's cool, no big deal"... I know that move. When I told a boyfriend something was "no big deal," it meant anything from "I just bought weed from your nephew," to "I secretly befriended your ex-girlfriend last year, things got out of hand, and now I'm her bridesmaid."