AD: “Hey child, say no to crack.”
KatyBeth (hitching up her pants): “I can’t help it, it’s genetic.”
AD: “Genetic… how, exactly?”
KB: “Mom says I inherited the Grayson butt.”
AD: “There is no such thing as the Grayson butt.”
KB: “Uh huh. No butt, bad math skills and no rhythm. That’s my curse from your side of the family.”
AD: “Remind me to have a talk with your mother when I bring you home.”