- Can I put in an order for (lighthearted music)
one chicken burrito,
a large horchata...
Hey, yo, Brick, do you want some?
- No, I'm good.
- Actually, can we make that two chicken burritos?
He actually did that?
- Yeah, so he did, oh,
what's up, Brick? - [Brick] What up, dude?
- [Kyle] This is my boy Max, from out of town.
- Oh, finger pistols!
- I'm Brick.
- Nice to meet you, man.
- Yo, let's go grab these burritos, they're so fire.
- Yeah, that sounds so good right now, hella.
- Yeah, I mean, you can come if you want.
- Yeah, I wanna come.
- Hey, Kyle.
If you keep leaving your Facebook messages open,
I'mma read 'em.
If you keep leaving your food out here,
I'm gonna eat it.
Bro, if you keep leaving your shoes right here,
I'm gonna sell 'em.
- Hey, I'm using your toothpaste.
- [Brick] Okay.
- Just letting you know.
- [Brick] Cool.
Hey, can you pass me some toilet paper?
Thanks.
Kyle, stop, please.
Rejected, slap!
(roars)
♫ Really, really, yeah
♫ Really, really, yeah ♫
Hey, yo, Kyle, can you turn that down?
♫ Really, really, yeah
♫ Really, really, yeah ♫
- What?
- Kyle!
Turn it down, please!
♫ Really, really, yeah
♫ Really, really, yeah ♫
Yo, can you just turn the music down?
(dramatic music)
(exciting dance music)
Hey, Kyle, come look at the video, it's done.
- Wow.
- Crazy, right?
That vid is super clean.
Dang, bro, look at you!
Look at you go!
(jazz scatting)
- [Kyle] Aw, thanks, really?
- [Brick] Yeah.
(laughing)