Mike: No, you moron. It's the sandwich I told you to throw away this morning. What were you thinking? Hey, Axl. Look at me. Look at me and continue looking at me. Better. I thought I told you to throw this sandwich away.
Axl: No, you said, "Take it to the kitchen."
Mike: And throw it out.
Axl: You didn't say that.
Mike: Okay, then let me break it down for you so you won't get confused. You're gonna take this plate, the one with the sandwich on it, and take it to the kitchen, the room with the sink, and you're gonna throw the sandwich in the garbage and you're gonna put the dirty dish in the dishwasher. And you're going to do this after every meal for as long as you live in this house. Got it?
Axl: Fine, whatever.
Mike: Now.
Axl: I'll get to it. Chill. [Mike unplugs the computer] Oh, God. You are always on me. Fine.