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Bob, Linda,
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your children are refusing to acknowledge me.
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Ah, kids, stop doing that.
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Acknowledge Mr. Fischoeder, right now.
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- Are you a superhero? - Can I feel your hair?
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Stop! Stop! Go clean something, now. All of you.
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So, uh, Mr. Fischoeder,
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you know, after all these years,
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I've realized you've never eaten my food.
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And I want to present to you one of my favorite specialty burgers.
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Oh, no offense, Bob, but I have a policy
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that I don't dine at any of my tenants' establishments.