Frankie: Hey. Whatcha doing? 'Cause I was thinking we could finally start The Walking Dead.
Mike: Oh, yeah. Sorry. I'm already about seven episodes in with Axl.
Frankie: What? I have been waiting for you. We've been talking about watching this for months.
Mike: I know, but you and I could never figure out how to make the thing come on. [Frankie sighs] And then Axl came and fiddled with it, and, next thing we know, we were watching it.
Frankie: I can't believe you didn't come get me.
Mike: Well, sorry. We didn't know where you were. We couldn't find you.
Frankie: [scoffs] Really? 'Cause the house is like five feet wide.
Mike: Okay, we didn't try. But, hey, now you don't have to worry about me. Just watch it whenever you feel like it. [Frankie sighs]
Frankie: [v.o.] So, Mike and Axl had found each other again, and I was genuinely happy for them... until I wasn't.