My Ghost Dog

Toby:
Why is Aunt Violet making such a big stink about me living with you?

Chet:
Oh, I don't know, but in the two years since your mom has died, Aunt Violet has run out of people to pester. It's just our turn.

Harry:
If you're gonna talk to something dead, at least talk to Abraham Lincoln.

Toby:
Excuse me, sir. What do you and your wife talk about?

Goatee Waiter:
About the ever-widening socioeconomic chasm that exists between the classes in this country.

Toby:
Could you say that again?