Mike: Look, I'm, uh... sorry I yelled at you about those coupons. I appreciate you wanting to spend time with me and do all those nice things. I enjoy spending time with you, too.
Brick: Oh. I don't care about spending time with you.
Mike: You don't?
Brick: I just want to get those coupons off my plate. I mean, after all, I did give them to you, so those are services I legally have to render. And frankly, I don't want them hanging over my head. I don't want to be in some important business meeting someday and get pulled out to give you a scalp massage.
Mike: [sighs] Brick, I was never gonna hold you to those coupons. If you want to just tear them all up, be my guest.
Brick: Really?
Mike: Yeah. Far be it from me to interrupt any important business meeting you might be running.
Brick: Thanks, Dad. And it's not that I don't want to spend time with you. It's just... I don't want to feel obligated. I-I think it would be better if we let things happen naturally.
Mike: Okay.
Brick: Huh. Look at this. We did 99 hugs. We were only one away.
Mike: Well, want to knock out number 100 right now?
Brick: Nah, I'm good.
Mike: Me too.