Sharon walks in looking pissed off.
Randy, do you mind cleaning up the garage like I asked you?!
Get outta my room! I’m listening to my music, gal!
STOP PRETENDING TO LIKE THE KIDS’ MUSIC RANDY, IT’S PATHETIC!
YOU KNOW DAMN WELL IT SOUNDS LIKE CRAP TO YOU TOO!
(taking off headphones)
No it doesn’t sound like crap to me!
We hear a big FART through the headphones.