Bernadette: Farrah…I don’t know how to say this, but your wife won’t come in the front door because she’s a zombie.
Farrah: Oh! That happens sometimes. I’ll go get her, don’t worry about it.
Bernadette: What do you mean that happens sometimes?
Farrah: Seriously, don’t worry, it’s not contagious. At least, I doubt it is.
It’s pizza party time.
Bernadette: Just park by the diner and walk down the first path on your left! My little house is off the road a bit…that’s right! See you soon!
Bernadette: Well, this is it!
Bernadette: Thanks, pal, I mean it.
Lucien: Finally, you’re awake. You laptop is broken.
Bernadette: Did you try turning it on and off again?
Lucien: Be serious.
This is bizarrely domestic.
I’m suspicious. (一。一;;）