Mike: I'll keep the tickets. This year, I have a whole plan. We're not gonna roll in late like we always do. I slipped the janitor a six-pack and got us front row seats and a parking spot right by the exit. We'll be the first ones out.
Frankie: Why are you always rushing things? We haven't even gotten to the graduation, you're already talking about leaving.
Sue: Yeah! We're gonna wanna take pictures, you're gonna wanna meet my teachers.
Mike: Am I? I mean, if I haven't met 'em to this point...