Brad: Hey, fellas! What's happening?
Adult Dean: Brad, the Pee Wee Reese to my Jackie Robinson. That is if Pee Wee Reese were Jewish and Jackie Robinson couldn't catch a fly ball.
Cory: Take a guess.
Brad: Dean's still afraid to tell Keisa he likes her? Film at 11:00.
Dean: Shut up, Brad.
Brad: What? I'm telling you, she already knows.
Dean: How? Unless you blabbed.
Brad: She can tell by the stupid way you look at her. You look like a wet dream.
Cory: It's such a wet dream.
Dean: I do not look like a wet dream.
Adult Dean: Okay, we clearly had no idea what that meant yet. Still, good burn.