Frankie: Brick, hello? I ask you if we have anything to be proud of, and you're talking to me about acing some stupid geometry test? You made National Honor Society!
Brick: Oh. Right.
Frankie: W-Why didn't you tell me?
Brick: I don't know. I didn't think it was that big a deal. Plus, every time there's an event at school, you and Dad roll your eyes. Then if you do come, you show up late. You always complain about having to bring a dessert, even though we usually just stop by on the way and grab some store-bought cookies. You sit on the end of the row, so that way you can leave early, and...
Frankie: Okay, okay, okay. I get it.