Nancy: Hi, Frankie! What are you measuring?
Frankie: Oh, I'm getting a new mailbox.
Nancy: Oh, great! Who's your contractor? We have a fantastic carpenter who did our gazebo. I can give you his number. Is there something that you might...
Frankie: Okay, okay, we're not getting a mailbox. [sighs] It's a little personal. I may have done something stupid. [sighs] Axl brought a cute friend home from school and he may have overheard me say I should be arrested for what I was thinking about him.
Nancy: [gasps] Oh, Frankie.
Frankie: I know! I'm so embarrassed! I mean, it was just a stupid thing that I said. I mean, okay, yeah, I was flirting with him a little bit. But it didn't mean anything. I would never have gone there. It's just that we had this connection. You know, we talked about music, and he thought I was funny. [chuckles] And you know what? Mike flirts with waitresses. You get him in a diner, and all of a sudden, he's George Clooney.