Written by Jim Vallely and Chuck Martin.
Lucille: Hold on.
Buster: I’m back. Who’s that?
Annyong: Annyong.
Lucille: This is Annyong, who your father and I have adopted.
Buster: What? I’m gone for a couple days, and you find a new son?
Narrator: Lucille could see that her son was concerned, even jealous, and she knew how it felt to be overlooked.
Lucille: Yes. Annyong is your brother now.
Annyong: Annyong.
Lucille: Yes. Annyong. (Into phone.) Excuse me. Michael? Call it off. I’m keeping him.
Michael: Look, I have to call you back.
Ms. Baerly: Sweet ride. Are you making dinner reservations?
Michael: No, no. That was my mom. She just had a little Korean dropped off.
Ms. Baerly: Ooh, that sounds good. Let’s have that.
Restaurant Staff: Annyong.
Restaurant Staff: Annyong.
Restaurant Staff: Annyong.
Restaurant Staff: Annyong.
Michael: Hello.
Narrator: And after their date, Michael took a step he hadn’t taken in years.
Michael: Okay, do you think this is a good idea?
Ms. Baerly: I think it’s a great idea.
Michael: Such a good idea.
Ms. Baerly: How are we going to sneak in without waking everyone up?
Michael: We’ll take the stairs.
Michael: This may not have been my best idea.
Michael: Listen, I know that you’ve been trying to get even with me about Marta, but got some bad news for you—I’m seeing somebody else.
G.O.B.: Who? Who? Just out of curiosity. I’m not going to try to sleep with her.
Michael: Forget it. I thought that this was behind us.
G.O.B.: It is behind us.
Michael: Great.
G.O.B.: When I sleep with her. ’Cause I’m going to sleep with her. Yeah. I was lying just then, when I said I wasn’t going to sleep with her.
Michael: ’Course she’d have to agree to it, G.O.B.
G.O.B.: Oh, I don’t anticipate a problem with that, guy.
Michael: No?
