Pat: Oh, look at you, Chop Suey. Oh, stop growing so fast and making me feel old.
Sue: Happy Mother's Day, Grandma.
Pat: Thank you, sugar. But you didn't have to come all this way. My gosh.
Frankie: Are you kidding? We couldn't let you be alone on Mother's Day.
Pat: Oh! Oh, you nut. Oh. Why did you do this? Ah. [opens present] Oh, my. Look at this. A food dehydrator.
Frankie: Well, I know how much you love dried apricots and raisins. So now you can buy apricots and grapes, make your own.
Pat: Oh, boy. And it's so big. Why don't I go make room for this in the kitchen? Come on, Chop Suey. You can help yourself to the candy drawer. Your grandpa's blood sugar's out of whack, so there's still some good stuff in there.
Sue: I don't deserve a treat. I stole an inspirational fridge magnet. [Frankie mouths to Pat]
Pat: Oh. Honey, we all do stupid things, but we all deserve chocolate. Come with Grandma. Let's talk about what happened.