George

Ohh, hey there, young fella. (They shake hands) What's your major?

Ricky

(Blunt) I don't have one.

George

Well, you should always consider podiatry. (Patting Ricky on the shoulder) There's nothing wrong with the feet. (Ricky looks critically back at George)

Susan

(Now gestures to an old woman in a wheelchair) And this is my Aunt, Sara.

Sara

(Staring at George) He doesn't look like me.