(Grace has enrolled the puppy in daycare, but Will isn't happy about it.)
Will: I'm sorry, but I think it's best that you stay home tomorrow, and take care of him.
(Grace crosses her arms, nods her head and blinks her eyes.)
Grace: Doink! Okay, Master. I will be home anyway, because I'm having the sofa in my bottle reupholstered. Get over yourself! I'm working too!