Frankie: Rusty, oh, my gosh! Well, don't you look good?
Rusty: Oh, well, thanks. Feel good. Trying to take care of myself. You look older.
Frankie: Well, three kids. [chuckles] So, it's been a long time. Oh, we saw Marlene at Thanksgiving. She told us about the divorce.
Rusty: Oh, yeah, well, that's a long story. She threw me out. It was longer in my head, but...