Frankie: So how long have you had your pet cat Limestone?
Mike: It's not my cat. I don't know. Seven years?
Frankie: Are you serious? How come I'm just hearing about this?
Mike: 'Cause there's nothing to hear. It's boring.
Frankie: Look, I just think it's kind of odd that this never came up. If I had a cat at work, I would be telling you all kinds of stories about him.
Mike: And that would be boring. [Frankie smiles] What?
Frankie: It's nice. It's cute thinking about you taking care of a cat. It humanizes you.
Mike: I need to be humanized?
Frankie: Little bit. [Mike walks into the bathroom] Were you gonna say "Good night", Mike?
Mike: I said "good night" to him at the quarry.
Frankie: I meant, to me.