Mick: Nothing good comes from dredging up the past.
Megan: So what? You're just going to walk out?
Mick: I think we should before we both say something that we... [a bell rings]
Megan: The dessert's ready. Rhubarb pie.
Mick: That's my favorite.
Megan: I know.
Mick: Maybe I'll stay for just one piece.