Late night, on the porch...

Morgan: I wish I didn't have to go to work tomorrow. It is my fondest wish. My second fondest wish is to not have to get up early to go to the dentist. My third fondest wish is xray vision...no, thermovision. No, xray vision. No, thermovision. No, hypnovision. My third fondest wish is to have hypnovision. Absolutely. No, xray...no, hypno. Definitely hpnovision.

Housework...

Morgan (his hands full): Will you grab the glass recycling and put it away?

Rachel: I don't know where it goes, and I don't care to know.

Morgan: Thanks, princess.

Rachel: Come on, I help in other ways.

Morgan: Such as? Kniting tiny sweaters for the fruit flies that have colonized our kitchen?

While cuddled up in bed...

Rachel: Who do you love?

Morgan: Don Knotts. But he's dead, so...Rachel.