Eric: Oh, wait Mr. Feeny! Great news; I don't have to sleep in your car anymore.
Mr. Feeny: You've been sleeping in my car? Since when?
Eric: Since I got kicked out of the apartment. I usually wait for you and Dean Whats-her-head to go to bed and then I kinda curl up in the back seat. Unless, of course, I have company over.
Mr. Feeny: You have company in my car?!
Eric: Thursday's spaghetti night.