Frankie: [sighs] So, listen, I'm really sorry I'm gonna have to miss homecoming.
Axl: Whatevs.
Frankie: [sighs] Are you okay? 'Cause if you're upset about this, maybe you should tell Sue. Just, you know, tell her how you wanted me to walk you onto that field your whole life, and you'll be really disappointed if you have to go out there without me.
Axl: Okay. Well, first of all, maybe you're right that I'll be disappointed, but I don't think so, and, second of all, no.
Frankie: Well, why don't you just get up off the couch and yell something, like, "My, God, mom! It would break my heart that my very own mother won't be at the biggest day of my life!" Then storm into your room, and I'll do the rest.
Axl: Ugh.
Frankie: Okay, you don't have to say "disappointed." You can put it in your own words. "Crushed," "bogus," "lame-o"... Whatever feels comfortable.