Frankie: Hey. How was your day?
Mike: Mm, better than Brick's. When I dropped him off this morning, this older girl started messing with him.
Frankie: What do you mean, "messing with him"?
Mike: Uh, you know, making fun of him, holding the door shut so he couldn't get in the building. So, I got out of the car, had a little chat with her.
Frankie: You got out of your car?
Mike: Yeah. It was the wrong day to mess with my kid.
Frankie: Oh, no. What did you say? What did you do?
Mike: Nothing. It was good. It was fine. Let's just say she got the message.