Frankie: [v.o.] So, Axl spent a grand total of 27 hours at home - most of it sleeping - but it was all worth it when he came in and said...
Axl: Lates! I'm heading to Florida!
Frankie: Wait. So you're leaving now?
Axl: Yep. Driving straight through 'cause everyone's gonna meet in time to hit the beach tomorrow. Next time you see me, my flesh will be burnt to a crisp.