- [Michael is fixing up a bumper for Maria's christmas gift. Isabel comes in with her arms full of presents]
- Michael: It's a bumper. For a Jetta.
- Isabel: Hmmm. How did what I said yesterday result in this?
- Michael: It meets all your criteria. It's personal, because I personally know what a bug she has up her ass about how much we screwed up her car. It's thoughtful, because I had to go to the junkyard and get it, and it's something she would never get herself for the obvious reason that her bumper's been hanging from a string for the past half-year.
- Isabel: Ok, Michael. This is what I'm gonna do. I am going to take the Christmas dog show off my calendar and take you shopping and rectify this situation.
- Michael: No. I'm not gonna get obsessed over this present. This is fine. I'm not gonna make everyone else around me miserable.
- Isabel: What are you saying? That I get obsessed and make everyone around me miserable?
- Michael: [quickly] I didn't say that.