Frankie: Well, you are not gonna believe what just happened to me at the store. I forgot my wallet, and this nice man in line bought my chicken for me. He wouldn't even let me pay him back. Isn't that sweet?
Mike: So he was hitting on you?
Brick: Why would anyone hit on Mom?
Frankie: Someone could hit on me.
Sue: So was he?
Frankie: No, he was old. Like 65.
Pat: Oh. 65 is old?
Frankie: Fine. He wasn't old, and he wasn't hitting on me. You're all missing the point of the story.
Axl: All I know is, if I'm buying a woman chicken, I'm expecting something in return.