Kim: Dad, your pork chop with the gravy on the side, no potatoes. Mom, your country fried steak, light on the batter with no pepper. And here's Dean's burger, well done with pickles, but no onions. Here is a refill of your sweet tea, 'cause I noticed you were getting a little low, an extra napkin for you, and extra ketchup for Dean.
Bill: Very nice. Thank you.
Lillian: Look at our baby girl. So professional.
Kim: I told you I could handle grown-up things like having a job.
Dean: You forgot the sugar for my ketchup. I said no seeds on my bun. This lettuce is brown. I think I see onion juice on the bread, and it's... it's cold in here.
Kim: Dad, tell Dean to stop being a little butt.
Bill: Mnh-mnh. You can't come crying to Mom and Dad on the job. Handle him yourself. But remember, the customer's always right.
Kim: [chuckles] Sir, let me take that burger back to the kitchen to make it right for you. Did you want regular spit on that, or extra juicy?
Dean: On second thought, it's fine the way it is.
Kim: Mm-hmm.