Ephram: What do you want?
Bright: Nothing, just to enjoy your company. You want my pudding?
Ephram: Alright, what's the favor Bright?
Bright: What are you talking about, what favor? Ok, it's about Amy.
Bright: You don't even know what I was going to ask.
Ephram: It doesn't matter, the answer's no.
Ephram: Because whatever is going on with your sister is your business, not mine. Whenever I try to make it my business, she gets mad.