Finally, I have a box to myself.
Whacha doing, Frankie?
Go away, Floki. I was here first.
What’s going on here? Oh, where did that box come from?
Why can’t I have just a little peace?
I have my own box, Frankie. I don’t need yours.
It’s my box now, Frankie.
I don’t care, Chris. I have a new box.