Frankie: So, what's up?
Sue: I need you to throw a New Year's Eve party tonight.
Frankie: What?! Tonight? Sue, that's crazy. You don't throw a New Year's Eve party at the last minute. Besides, I just had a Christmas Eve party and the only food I have are these leftover baloney rolls, which are suspect at best.
Sue: Well, Brad and I were talking and we thought a good way to figure out if Sean likes me is if he kisses me for a second time on New Year's Eve. I mean, doesn't Dad always kiss you on New Year's Eve?
Frankie: Your dad's usually asleep by 9:30, but I suppose he would. Eh, I can't guarantee it.
Sue: Mom, please! I need to figure this thing out one way or the other. I can't go back to school feeling this way. My nerves can't handle it. My stomach is all fliberdoo... Oh, that's why it auto-corrected to that.
Frankie: [sighs] Okay, clean the dog puke in the back hallway and fire up the bathroom candle. The Hecks are having a party.