Mike: How you doing? Mike Heck.
Steve: Oh. Hi. Steve Kendrick. You didn't have to bring that over. I was gonna come get it.
Mike: Ah, it's okay. I was in the area. Thought I'd save you a trip.
Steve: I appreciate that. [steps forward to take the sleeping bag]
Mike: [steps back] And I'm happy to do it. Listen, Steve, I wanted to kinda talk to you, Dad to Dad. You might not know, but your daughter didn't invite my daughter Sue to the sleepover, and now she calls and asks for the sleeping bag.
Steve: Oh, man.
Mike: Yeah, I know.
Steve: Wow. Thanks for bringing it over.
Mike: Oh. Hang on. I don't think you're gettin' it. See, they're supposedly friends, and we're talking about a young girl's feelings here.
Steve: I know, but Shannon wanted to keep it small.
Mike: Sure, but what's one more, right?
Steve: Well, Shannon thinks we actually only have room for five.
Mike: Oh, then it's a square footage thing. I bet we could squeeze in one more. What's your family room, 200, 280? Should be plenty of room for six sleeping bags, especially if we stagger' em.
Steve: We have a big coffee table.
Mike: I'll help you move it.
Steve: It's iron.
Mike: I got socket wrenches in my trunk. I bet we could take that baby apart in ten seconds.