Julie: Stop being so nervous, you're just asking him out to dinner. It's no big deal.
Susan: You're right. (stalling) So, is that your project for school? You know in 5th grade I made the white house out of sugar cubes.
Julie: Stop stalling and go. Before Mike figures out he can do better.
Susan: (gapes at Julie) Tell me again why I fought for custody of you?
Julie: You were using me to hurt dad.
Susan: Oh, that's right.