Frankie: Ooh, I'm in. Two tickets, upper level... Bieber! [Sue screams] Two minutes to enter my info. Wait. What's this "security word" in that little box? And why is it all blurry and slanted like that?
Sue: Just type it.
Frankie: Oh, god. "Z-E-B-4-A"? Is that supposed to be "zebra"? What is with the "4"? That can't be right.
Sue: It's not a "4." It's a "6"... Or a capital "N." 60 seconds.
Frankie: Okay, okay, I'll ask for another word. Maybe it'll be easier to read. "Y-E..." Is that an "8" or a "B"?
Brick: [practicing spelling with Mike] B-L...
Frankie: "L"? It's not an "L." Hey, pipe down in there.
Mike: You pipe down.
Brick: You sure you're not getting a divorce?
Sue: Everyone's piping down right now! Mom, Bieber, go.
Frankie: Okay, okay, I'll try a new one. "A-R..." Mm, no, pass. "F-3..." Okay. No, pass.
Sue: Ten seconds!
Frankie: Ooh! Yes! I can read that one. "Sold out."
Sue: [screams] No! [cries]