Greg, sweetie, how you doing?

Oh, just fine, considering I desecrated your grandma's remains, found out you were engaged and had your father ask me to milk him. At least back then he was still talking to me. I can't believe you didn't tell me you were that close.

Who, Daddy and me?

No, Kevin and you.

Do we have to know everything about each other's pasts? You never told me about your cat-milking days in Motown.
Greg': That was a long time ago, Pam.

Yeah, okay, well, so was this. Kevin's and my connection was more physical than anything else.

Physical? Like what? Like you worked out together?

No, no, it was nothing, nothing. It was a stupid sexual thing.

Mm-hmm. I'm gonna go throw up now.