Frankie: Oh, sorry. [gasps] Wait. Were you trying on the sunglasses?
Mike: No.
Frankie: Yes, you were. Put them back on so I can see.
Mike: Eh, that's okay.
Frankie: Come on. I had to pick that weird thing off your back. We have no secrets. [Mike sighs] [Frankie gasps] Ooh, I like them. They make you look like a sexy cop.
Mike: Oh, really? 'Cause I was thinking more of an Italian race-car driver.
Frankie: Mm-hmm. Or maybe an airline pilot. [French accent] "How long is your layover, Captain Heck?" Wow, I can't believe you've never worn sunglasses before. You look great in them.
Mike: I know. It sucks. I do look great in them. This whole thing is pissing me off. Bill got me the best gift. He nailed it. Now I got to do something just as good or I look like a jerk. [sighs]
Frankie: What are you gonna do?
Mike: I don't know! I saw this dispenser thing for a shower. It's got compartments for shampoo, conditioner, and body wash. I don't know, but Bill seems like he might be a body wash gu... Damn it! I've never said "body wash" in my life, and now I've said it twice. This ends now.