Frankie: [gasps] Oh! You look so handsome! Oh! How does it feel? Good? Do you like it?
Axl: Yeah, it feels good. I like it.
Frankie: Okay, but do you love it? Hmm? Got to love it. [breathes deeply]
Axl: Uh, Mom.
Frankie: Sorry. Sorry. Got carried away. It's just that you look so grown up, and you never let me touch you anymore.
Axl: [laughs] Okay. Um... I like the suit, but I was thinking something darker might bring out my eyes.
Frankie: He'd like to see it in something darker!