Bob: Frankie, this is the new ray of sunshine in my life, Lisa.
Lisa: Thank you for inviting me into your lovely home. I brought my own mashed potatoes.
Frankie: Oh, you didn't need to do that.
Lisa: I'm lactose-intolerant. Trust me, I'm doing you a favor.
Bob: Isn't she amazing?
Brick: [on the phone] Uh, Grandma, I gotta go. A librarian just walked in.
Bob: Is that Pat? [takes the phone] Happy Thanksgiving.