Frankie: I brought my best, and you didn't even notice.
Mike: Oh, boy.
Frankie: I made everyone's favorite mashed potatoes, I put on makeup, I tried to start a conversation... Hell, I even stayed in my nice pants instead of throwing on sweats even though these are cutting into my side. But did I make a big deal about it? No.
Axl: Kind of are now.
Frankie: I tried to be a tiny ember, but you people just stomped me right out! Well, forget it. I am not gonna try for people who don't try back. So let's just all park ourselves on the couch and stick our hands down our pants and scratch until the cows come home, 'cause I'm done. [storms off]
Mike: Well... sooner I go, the sooner I get this over with.