Brick: Hey, what are you guys doing for Valentine's Day? Maybe I could write my paper about that.
Frankie: That'd be one sad story... 'Cause we're not doing anything, right?
Mike: I didn't plan anything. I-I guess I could plan something. I will... if you want me to.
Frankie: I don't know. I guess, if you want to.
Mike: Do you want to go to dinner or something?
Frankie: Nah, lot of people, long wait... Movie?
Mike: We'll fall asleep. We could do that at home for free.
Frankie: How about we just stay home? We know we love each other. We don't need to shower and put on control top pantyhose to prove it.
Mike: And since it's Valentine's, I can bring home a bucket of chicken... Unless you want candy or flowers or something.
Frankie: Eh, waste of money. Just the chicken's good. We'll eat in our sweats and fall asleep in front of the TV.
Mike: Sounds like a date.
Frankie: Wait. You're gonna want to watch sports.
Mike: Separate rooms?
Frankie: Done. Bucket of chicken, sweats, TV, separate rooms. [they high-five] Yeah, ooh, we still got it.