I'm not in a monojogamous relationship with you, Charlie. Don't get jelly, just keep your head up, your chin tucked, and you'll take so many laps.

Bobby gives Charlie a thumbs up.

Let's run, my bastard in arms.

Bobby starts pumping his fists and jogging in place.

I mean, c'mon, there's a thing over there, I'll race you to it!

Bobby points off into the distance.