Frankie: If it's no big deal, why can't you tell me? What's going on?
Mike: Nothing. It's just... There's... There's this cat at the quarry's been sick, so I've been looking after him. It's not a big deal. Go to bed.
Frankie: Wait, wait, wait. "A cat"? What do you mean, "a cat"? I don't understand. You have a cat?
Mike: He's not my cat. It's... Just a cat that comes by. Yeah, I took him to the vet, but...
Frankie: You're taking a cat to the vet? Brick didn't poop for three weeks. You didn't notice.
Mike: Well, Limestone's been pretty sick.
Frankie: You named him?
Mike: I didn't name him. I just call him that.