Frankie: Well, those look sharp.
Brick: Is this my day? Trying on shoes?
Frankie: Hey, you're always complaining that I just bring you back shoes from the discount bin when I'm shopping for Axl.
Brick: We're not even here for me. This isn't my day. We're running errands.
Frankie: [sighs] Ooh. Look. Wanna play with the size-y thing? You've never done that.
Mike: I sort of like these boots. What do you think, Frankie? For work?
Brick: You see? Even my special day isn't even for me. This is nothing at all that I wanted. Nothing.
Mike: That's it. I'm gettin' the boots.