Carlton: Okay Will, I'm onto you.
Will: Look, Carlton man, I have no idea what you are talking about.
Carlton: I'm not stupid Will. It's all coming together. The runny nose, the watery eyes. You just couldn't keep your hands to yourself.
Will: Look, look Carlton now, I know you are sick. Probably a little delirious now, you probably had one too many of those children's Aspirin's or something.
Carlton: That piece was mine.
Will: You ain't get to get all nasty.
Carlton: You shouldn't have done it Will.
Will: I know, I know Carlton. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have taken Paula out you're right man. She was coming onto me, I just couldn't resist man.
Carlton: Paula? I was talking about that last piece of cheesecake.
Will (Will looks around and starts stammering): Uh, so was I. See you ain't hip to it, see in Philly we name our food, right? Like cheesecake is Paula, and uh, a Snack Pack is Boomsheeka.
(Will walks towards the camera and speaks into to it)
Will: I can't see him. You can. Is he buying it?
(Carlton's arms are folded and is sneering at Will)