Sue: [on the phone] Well, if this is for Mom, I am so there. Mm, this is gonna be so much fun! [cellphone beeps] [gasps] Oh, wait, Dad, Mom's on the other line. [whimpers]
Mike: Don't pocket-knife this, Sue.
Sue: I won't. I won't. I got it. Hang on. [exhales deeply] [switches line] [clears throat Hey, Mom! What up... Mom?
Frankie: Hi, honey. What you doing?
Sue: Nothing. Nothing. Not doing anything. Not planning anything, that's for sure. [laughs]
Frankie: Oh, good, 'cause I miss my Sue. I was hoping maybe you could come home this weekend.
Sue: Uh... this weekend? Um, I- I -- no, I can't. I have so much to do. I-I-I'm not going anywhere. I'm just gonna stay in my room the whole time studying. I'm probably not even gonna sleep. Pfft!
Frankie: But I thought you said you weren't doing anything.
Sue: I wasn't when you called, but I'm about to be. Yeah. I have two huge tests, probably some pop quizzes, a lab, a couple seminars. [chuckles] Oops. I have a non-family member on the other line. Please hold. [switches line] Mom wants me to come home for the weekend.
Mike: Well, tell her you'll come home. Just don't mention the party.
Sue: I can't! That's not the story I constructed. I am so bad at this. You're getting a fleece blanket for Father's Day!
Mike: [sighs] Sue, don't worry about it. It'll be an even bigger surprise when she sees you're there. Just leave it that you're not coming home.
Sue: So I should tell her I'm not coming home?
Mike: You already did that. Just wrap it up and be done.
Sue: Okay. [switches line] Mom?
Frankie: Yeah? [call disconnects] Sue? Hello?