Frankie: So... Hi.
Mike: Hey.
Sue: How was the ride home, Dad?
Mike: Fine.
Axl: I'm sure it was. It's not like you had to come all the way from Boston. [all chuckle]
Sue: You know what, Axl? I have more than a feeling that you're right. [laughs] [they high-five]
Mike: I don't know what you're talking about.
Axl: Oh, come on! You're totally busted! We saw you rockin' out in your car!
Sue: Oh, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. I thought your voice was really pretty.
Brick: Especially when you hit that high note. You know, in my whole life, I don't think I've ever seen your back teeth.
Mike: Yeah. Wasn't me.
Frankie: Oh, come on, Mike. It was your car and your body and your head and your face that the sound was coming out of.
Mike: Do we have any of that squeezy Mayo? I hate having to dig out of this.
Brick: Is this something you do all the time when we're not in the car? You just drive around singing?
Sue: Yeah, are you fun behind our backs?
Mike: Look, I don't know what you saw or what you heard, but it wasn't me.