Sue: Oh, my God. What is with Mom? Like our stuff is so offensive to her all of a sudden.
Axl: That woman runs on anger. It's her fuel.
Sue: Mm-hmm.
Axl: [cellphone buzzes] Oh! He-hey! Awesome. There's a house party at Mando's tonight.
Sue: Mm.
Axl: Thinking I might head over around 10:00.
Sue: Okay, Axl, I know I'm staying in your room, but I don't need to know your whole schedule. And FYI, you don't need to announce your farts, either.
Axl: I'm being polite. Anyways, I was seeing if you wanted to come, a decision I'm already starting to regret.
Sue: You're inviting me to a party?! [chuckles] Wait. What's your game?
Axl: I just took a wild guess and assumed you weren't up to anything tonight. Thought you might want to come with. But if you're gonna be all Sue about it...
Sue: No. No, no, no, no. I'll come. I'll totally come. I'm cool. I'm down. I'm dope. I won't talk like that at the party, I promise.