Mike: You hungry? Let's go grab some dinner.
Frankie: What? Hold on. Me and you? Just the two of us?
Mike: Yeah. Where you want to go?
Frankie: Oh. Um, I would love a burger. And there's a new place Hole Lotta Burger, but they spell it H-O-L-E because there's a hole in the middle and they fill it with cheese. Get it? The "hole" has two meanings.
Mike: I get it. Let's go. Let's do it. Grab your purse. You're paying.
Frankie: Okay, just got to get out of these scrubs and put on a fresh layer of deodorant, and I'm ready.
Mike: Meet you in the car.