Kevin: [giggles] Little Kevin.
Angela: Really?
Oscar: Angela.
Angela: Fine, God. Philip was conceived nine months ago.
Oscar: I knew that, I knew it.
Angela: The senator and I wanted to wait, but we had just seen Thor and there was way too much wine in my chicken piccata.
Oscar: Chicken marsala.
Angela: Right. Um, point is, Philip was conceived out of wedlock.
Oscar: Mm-hmm.
Angela: And now you all know, but you can never tell. I'm serious.