Frankie: [v.o.] Ah, Thanksgiving... the sweet aroma of a home-cooked meal... that wasn't ours.
Nancy: Knock, knock! Look who's here!
Mike: Hey!
Nancy: Can you believe it? He's back. Look at that face! Touch it. No! Touch his face with your face.
Frankie: Oh. Mm, satiny!
Nancy: You want to touch it, Mike?
Mike: I don't even touch Frankie's face.
Frankie: He doesn't. So, Sean, it's nice to see your chin again. To what do we owe this change?
Sean: Well, Mrs. Heck, I did great on my MCATs, and I'm waiting to hear back from med schools, and honestly, I just couldn't take the crying anymore.
Nancy: It worked! [chuckles]