KENNY: Whatever. I'm too young to decide on a college. Right now I'm just worried about passing algebra.
COACH: Son, we have fifth-year seniors here who haven't passed algebra. Don't you worry about that. Let's talk about something that matters. What are you driving to school these days? Maybe we could help you upgrade in that department.
KENNY: Driving? I'm four years away from my learner's permit.
COACH: Right. My bad. Force of habit. How do you get to school?
KENNY: If the weather's good, usually on my skateboard.
COACH: O.K., if there's an overnight package on your front porch soon with a spanking new Birdhouse skateboard, it wouldn't surprise me. I wouldn't have any idea how it got there, of course, but it wouldn't surprise me. What else do you have on your wish list?
KENNY: Well, I'd kill to have a Wii.
COACH: Done. We have a booster who owns an electronics store.
KENNY: What's a booster?
COACH: You are young, aren't you? A booster is ... well, you know the tooth fairy?