Helen: Hey, Micah? You said you were leaving at eight and oh my god what is that smell?
Micah (Off-screen): What smell?
Helen: Don't even tell me you're too desensitized to smell it. This place reeks!
Micah: Um... Are you sure?
Off-screen 1: Now that she mentions it, did you forget to wash the carpet when you spilled that milk?
Off-screen 2: Dude, that was a week ago. It's your huge pile of dirty clothes.
Off-screen 1: Whatever.
Off-screen 2: Whoah, hang on. Looks like there's a box of Chinese takeout under the clothes.
Helen (to herself): I'm freaking Jane Goodall among the chimps here.
Off-screen 1: Did that stuff just move?
Off-screen 2: Move hell, I bet by now it can communicate.