
Steve: They have the best.
They have the best pancakes on the Island, hands down.
Lou : These pancakes are the bomb.
Steve: You know what it is?
There ain't even a close second.
It's a combination of maple and this haupia, this coconut syrup they have.
That combo is crazy. Mm-hmm.
Lou : Yeah.
Steve: You know what Danny does? Hm?
Lou : Mm-mm.
Steve: It's disgusting, right?
Lou : Mm-mm!
Steve: See? It's so wrong.
Lou : Can't have no fruit on top of pancakes.
The only fruit I'm putting on top of my pancakes is coconut.
Steve: Well, coconut's not a fruit. It's a drupe.
Lou : It's a what?
Steve: A drupe. It's any fruit with an outer skin, pulpy middle and, uh, you know, seed inside of it.
I just remembered. What's that?
Lou : I don't care. Oh.
'Cause I'm eating pancakes; I'm not writing a dissertation.
Steve: Nice. You're welcome. I love that.
Lou : Hey, speaking of old Detective Sunshine.
Lou : What'd he go to Vegas for?
Steve: Well, Danny is actually, uh, chaperoning Grace's cheerleading team to a competition.
Lou : You gonna make me choke on my food.
(laughing)
You mean to tell me Danny Williams is down in Vegas with a bunch of 13-year-old Beliebers?
Lou : Oh, man, I wish I could go down there and see that.
Steve: Well, you know what, I tried. I checked Grace's Instagram,
but she's got all her dad's buddies blocked. So I couldn't see any pictures.
Lou : Well, what the hell you think we got a crime lab for? You should get a techie right on that.
Otherwise, Williams is gonna skate from this scot-free.
Steve: You know what? I'm gonna call Eric after breakfast.
Lou : That's right.
Steve: The minute I walk out of here,
Lou : That's right.