Frankie: Okay, why are you so worried about this?
Mike: I'm not worried. Giving him one more day to relieve his European adventure. Then I'm putting the hammer down.
Frankie: Look, I respect your right to put hammers down, but I-I don't know if we're in a hammer-down moment. I think he's really matured. He got himself all the way around the world and back, alive, without any help from us.
Mike: That's the bar now? Being alive?
Frankie: Trust me. I really believe that if we just give him some breathing room and he catches up on his sleep, he's gonna prove me right. Hey, he brought presents home for us. He's never done that before.
Mike: I do like my stein.
Frankie: Right? So, you're with me? W-We don't mention "work" or "job" or "search" or "résumé." We just back off, and we leave it up to him. Pact?
Mike: Mm... Mm-hmm.
Frankie: Got to admit, kind of like the man-bun.
Mike: [scoffs] You're drunk on cheese.