Amy: This is my sweet, little Betsy. I raised her from a larva that ate one of my sweaters.
Leo: Yes, everybody love Betsy. We going to eat her at Amy's wedding. If she ever get married!
Amy: Dad! Gleesh! Please don't say things like that when you meet my boyfriend tonight.
Leo: Oh, that right. We finally get to spend some time with this Mr. Kif.
Inez: I just hope he's a nice man who can make us lot of grandchildren. This not some parallel universe where you getting any younger.