Rusty: Hey. Look at us, huh? Three dads.
Mike: "Dads"? Oh. She's...
Rusty: No! Shame on you. We're not even married yet. No, no. She has, uh, a couple of teenagers. I didn't do it. Another guy did it. Actually, two other guys. Hey. Hey, Dad. You're gonna be a grandpa.
Big Mike: I'm already a grandpa.
Rusty: Well, you know what I mean.
Mike: Nobody knows what you mean. Look, Rusty, having teenagers... It's a lot to take on.
Rusty: Really? Well, the boy's an All-Star basketball player, and the girl's a straight-"A" student, so I think I'm doing something right.
Mike: Oh, yeah? What are their names?
Rusty: Well, I'm not quite sure, but I do know that one is all white, and one is pretty much white.