Larch: Nice of you to help move the furniture, Thorn, but why does the cat get to ride along?
Thorn: C’mon, Larch . . . I have to get some kind of favor for winning, right? I’m just calling it in early.
Larch: And what if I win, huh?
Thorn: Then this will be your gesture of graciousness towards the loser.
Whenever you’re ready.
Larch: Tansy, if you don’t want to stay either, don’t feel like you have to.
Tansy: I do! I’m your biggest fan.
Fourteen years earlier.
Tansy: Come on, little brother, can’t you take a fall next time? Just once? I think Larch thinks I won’t be impressed until I see him win.