Sarah: Feeling better?
Xander: I am. That fresh air did me a lot of good.
Sarah: I'm so glad. You must be freezing, though. [touches Xander's cheek] You're not as bad as I thought.
Xander: Something smells good. Better than sweaty gym socks, anyway.
Sarah: Mom brought us Thanksgiving leftovers so if you have your appetite back, we can eat.
Xander: Great. I'm starving.
Sarah: I'll just move your blue business suit and then maybe over dinner you can tell me whether you're the one who dressed in a clown mask and kidnapped Bonnie and Susan.