Can you do Friday Night Dinner please? Possibly with a “shit on it” moment?
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Ren: (Moving couch) Remember to lift it slowly.
Jaune: (Moving couch) Right.
Jaune: I heard you the first time! You don't have to keep telling my to lift it slowly!
Cinder: I guess that's the beauty of a sofa bed, isn't it?
Jaune: What?! What is it?!
Ren: OOOOOH SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!
Ren: Argh! Shit on it! Shit on the damn thing!
Ren: Oh, shit on it! Shit on it!
Ren: Of course I'm not alright! The shitting thing went right up my- Aaagh!
Nora: Are you alright? What happened?
Nora: Ren! (Looks to Cinder) Sorry about him.
Jaune: It's alright, Ren, we'll do it.
Nora: Just go downstairs.
Ren: Shit on the shitting thing! (Storms off)
Nora: ...So sorry about him.
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Nora: Ren, what the hell is this invoice?!
Ren: (Carrying couch down the stairs) They're collectibles, Nora!
Nora: They're not collectibles, they're CRAP!
Ren: They're not- OH! SHIT ON IT! SHIT ON IT!
Nora: Will you please stop saying that?!
Cinder: ...Please stop saying- (Ringing) One sec... Hello?
Nora: As soon as you're done with this, you're calling that store, canceling this order, and getting back every lien! You hear me?
Cinder: Oh my- When?! ...Oh no. No, no, no. I... Right. Okay. I'll... I'll call you back...
Nora: Everything alright?
Cinder: I... I need to sit down. My... My mom just died...
Jaune: Sorry for your loss.
Ren: (Walks down to her, Pats her back) Terrible to hear that. What kind of dog was it?
Crash!
Nora: (Sees couch tear stair bannister) Oh... Shit on it...