Bold– Nick
Normal– Dylan

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"Alex called."

"Did he now?"

"He says that I need to stop letting you into my home after you get off work."

"You're your own person. Do whatever the fuck you want to Dill Pickle. Are you really going to let my husband tell you what to do?"

"I don't need Alex to tell me to kick you out, I've already contemplated doing it multiple times. You've gone through all the kids' snacks."

"And they were great."

"Is something going on with you? It's not like you to not stick to Alex."

"You know, you've got to stop buying your kids those disgusting sugar-free snacks."

"You just said they were great–"

"Also, I heard Cece talking to Tony about a friend she made– I think it was a guy."

"Stop changing the topic."

"I'm not."

"Do I look like an idiot to you?"

"Do you really want me to answer that? 'Cause you kind of always do."

"... Get out of my house."

"What happened to being your own person?"

"I am. And this person is telling you to go talk to your husband about whatever it is that's making you avoid him."

"You're not my only friend, Dylan. I can always go to Sarah's–"

"Go to your own house."

"You're not my dad–"

"Now."

"Okay, fine. Why don't you lodge a knife in my back while you're at it?"

"I'm calling Alex in fifteen minutes and if he tells me you're not there, we're going to have a serious talk."

"Yes, father."