Bill: Dinner almost ready?
Lillian: Ooh, I'm so sorry. We were working so hard, we completely lost track of time.
Adult Dean: At last. The one cardinal sin in a Black household is putting someone above the dad in the food chain. There's no way my dad was gonna stand for this.
Bill: I'll just heat up leftovers since you're busy.
Adult Dean: Well, that was unexpected, but at least family dinner meant Michael would finally have to go home.
Lillian: Michael, it's getting late. You should stay for dinner.
Adult Dean: Drat. Curses. Zounds. All that stuff.