Frankie: What is that? Is that what you're using for a backpack now? Seriously, you lost the pizza bag?
Brick: No. Troy and I were hanging out at the mall, and I got myself some new pants.
Frankie: You went pants shopping without me?
Brick: I thought you'd be happy. You hate taking me shopping.
Frankie: Where did you get that idea?
[flashback to Frankie banging on the dressing room door:]
Frankie: Come on, Brick! I've been standing out here for 45 minutes! Pick some damn pants!