Stacy: Joe, your fly’s undone.
Joe: Huh? Hey, cut it out. You’re embarrassing me.
Stacy: I think you’ve got something in your teeth too.
Joe: You’re rellay getting on my nerves. You’re such a know-it-all!
Stacy: Be careful, your laces are untied.
Joe: That’s it! You’re really pushing it!
——— Joe turns to leave, but then trips on his laces and falls flat on his face ———
Stacy: See? I told you so!