Frankie: Hey, don't wreck your dinner. I've got pizza poppers in the microwave.
Mike: You need help with that?
Frankie: No, that's okay. This one's on me. Ugh, literally. Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew.
[Frankie carries the dripping garbage bag out to the curb while wearing her dirty sweats. When she manages to kick off the bin lid, it's full. When she swings the garbage bag behind her to try cram it in the bag, it splits open.]
Frankie: Oh, come on!
Pam Staggs: Frankie? Frankie Spence?
Frankie: Pam? What are you doin' here?
Pam Staggs: Didn't you hear? I'm back, baby. Pam Staggs is back!