Give Me A 'K'! Give Me A'C'!
Ta-da! Wow, what is this for? Do I need a reason to give you a gift? You know me better than anyone in the whole entire world.
So why would you get me pom-poms? You're right. Dumb idea.
Unless here's a thought just off the top of my head.
What if you and I tried out for, hmm, I don't know, the cheerleading squad on Saturday in the south gymnasium at 1:15? Approximately.
Try out for cheerleading, huh? Give me an N, give me an O.
Do you see where I'm going with this? Are you spelling "no thing can keep me from trying out on Saturday in the south gymnasium with my best friend Marisa"? All right, fine.
Think it over.
No pressure.
Now what does Marisa want? Hi, Judy.
Can you come out to play? No, I'm not available today, or tomorrow or next year.
Check back in 1,000 years.
I'll still be here.
Will you? Why did you just do that?
I'm not playing with that eight-year-old bag of flesh.
As a 16-year-old bag of flesh, I find that a tad offensive.
Look, I know you're a robot, but you need to start acting like a kid.
Or at least not a crusty old sailor.
Sometimes, when you wanna keep friends, you need to do what they want to do.
Oh, I guess that explains why you're cheerleading with Marisa.
Oh, I hate it when you're right.
You'll get used to it.
I keep it undercover.
I keep it undercover.
Honey, you almost done with that new employee paperwork for the organization? Yeah, you'd think a professional spy organization would know my phone number.
Lookin' good.
Lookin' good.
Lookin' Hmm.
Hmm? What hmm? Oh, nothing, just a little thing I noticed.
That "in case of emergency contact," you spelled my name wrong.
You put K-i-r-a Cooper, when I believe the correct spelling is C-r-a-i-g Cooper.
Dad, are you actually upset that I picked Mom over you? Oh, please.
I could care less.
Technically, you could care less, 'cause you seem to be caring a lot.
Don't you be silly.
You go on and have a great day, and enjoy that lunch I spent an hour making that your mom didn't.
Craig, you got a little something on your Oh, never mind.
It's just jealousy.
Excuse me.
Get real, honey.
You treat Ernie like a second-class citizen, but the moment you're chosen second, you fall apart like a cheap watch.
Oh, hey.
That was five anniversaries ago, and
I said I'm sorry.
The dude said it was real.
Look, I ain't got time to be discussing all of this.
I gotta go make things right with my boy.
