Mike: Aw, I bet they thought you looked cute.
Sue: They used me as a table, dad. I just felt like... I don't know, everybody got some memo or something that I didn't get. I mean, since when do you have to wear a teeny catholic schoolgirl outfit with fishnets to have a conversation?
Mike: You know, your mom really likes to chat at night.
Sue: Is that all boys like? Is that all you liked?
Mike: She's not a deep sleeper. You could just poke her. She'll wake right up.
Sue: I just, I-I need some advice, Dad. What do you think?
Mike: Well, you know, honey, uh, the thing is... What I've found, uh, is... Tomorrow's a new day. [walks off]