Tobias: So Kitty suggested we come up here to try out in Reno, and...

Tobias: I can’t seem to call her, though. Damn, this pride of mine!

Swallows Manager: Tuna melt’s up, and you need to flip the cushions in the grind room.

Tobias: Yes, sir. Right away, sir. Oh, great, now I’m going to be smelling to high heaven like a tuna melt.

Michael: Tobias, what would you say if I told you that Lindsay might be willing to get back together with you?

Tobias: Oh, uh, I’ll call her right now!

Michael: Actually, why don’t you let me handle it? You know Lindsay. She only wants what she can’t have.

Tobias: Right.

Michael: What would you do about Kitty?

Tobias: I can’t lie to you, Michael. Kitty left me two days ago.

Michael: I’m gonna go check out the theater.

Tobias: Okay. I’ll meet you there. I just have to break down the salad bar and set up the leather pony.

Michael: What’s the leather pony?

Tobias: I don’t know. We don’t have that at lunch.

Narrator: So Michael called Lindsay to say he’d found her husband.

Lindsay: All right, I’m on my way.

Michael: I’ll just bring him back with me.

Lindsay: He wants to come home?

Michael: I mean, against his will.

Lindsay: Well, knock him out, if you have to. He’s my husband.

Michael: Just watch the kids like you promised, okay?

Maeby: I’m not...

George Michael: Neither am I.

Lindsay: Hold it.

Narrator: And the kids found themselves closer than ever on the bumpy road to Reno.

Cell phone rings.

Lindsay: Hello?

Tobias: Lindsay, uh, hey, hi. Michael said not to call you, but I... I missed you so much.

Lindsay: You miss me?

Maeby: What are you doing?

George Michael: Nothing.

Lindsay: I was driving out there, but this is crazy. We have to be realistic.

Tobias: No, no, but the thing is, I can’t leave Kitty. I just... what with all the sexual intercourse and whatnot.

Lindsay: You bastard!

Maeby: What are you doing!?

George Michael: Nothing!

Tires screeching.

Lindsay: I will be backstage after the Blue Man show, whether Kitty likes it or not.