Jan, Michael and others in “Dinner Party”

I'm so, so sorry for the temperature in here. The, uh, sliding glass door shattered. It's actually a really cute story. Do you wanna tell it, babe, or should I tell it?

I don't like that story, babe.

Come on! It's a cute story. Michael ran through the sliding glass door because he thought he heard the ice cream truck.

Stop! Stop it! I mean... I like ice cream, okay? Sue me! Oh no, don't! I shouldn't say that jokingly because she will sue me. She loves to sue! She loves lawsuits. You know, honey, that door was extremely clean, and it looked invisible.

You are so right. You are SO right! Because before I lived here the glass was always covered with smudges and I moved in and I cleaned it and I guess that makes me the devil!

[laughing crazily] You are! She is! She is the devil! I'm in hell! I'm burning. Help me.

...You shouldn't say that.