Vanessa: Wait! Where do you think you’re going?
Mike: I go to work, make money, you buy flowers.
Vanessa: No, no wait! You can’t leave my mother is going to be here any second.
Mike: Why didn’t you say so? I will get my announcement trumpet and blow it right here in the foyer.
Vanessa: I need you to be my buffer. You know how my mother is.
Mike: I know you want me to say something bad about your mom. But honey, I literally like six people in the world and your mom is one of them.