Darrin: Hello, sir. May I come in?
Mike: It's your funeral.
Darrin: [chuckles] Good one. I love your humor. I had something I wanted to talk to you about. [Mike sighs] Mr. Heck, I know I might've done things a little out of order, but I wanted that element of surprise. I hope you can understand that. But I'm a sucker for tradition, so here goes. Sir, I love your daughter more than anything in the whole world, so I would be honored if you were to give me her hand in marriage.
Mike: No.
Darrin: [chuckles] Okay, I get it... you're giving me a hard time, making me sweat. I guess I expected that. But listen, Dad, I know...
Mike: Listen who?!
Darrin: [nervously] Too early for the "dad" thing. Got it. Uh, uh, the point is, Sue and I are super-psyched about our future together...
Mike: Actually, Darrin, about that... the thing is, Sue isn't...
Frankie: Mike? Do you want cheese on your burger? I always leave that decision up to you because you're the one eating the burger, so it's not really my place to tell you how your burger should be, you know, espec...
Mike: I get it. Cheese. Okay. You know what, Darrin? You don't need my blessing. You only need Sue's.
Darrin: She already said yes.
Mike: Well, you might want to check on that.