Disclaimer: I don't own Reba. Deal with it...lol

"Reba," Brock said, "What is that on your wrist.

Reba looked annoyed. She knew exactly where he was going with this.

"Well I don't know," she said, "You're a graduate of MORON school. Why don't you tell me!"

"I don't think now is a good time for you to be sarcastic," Brock said, "You know you messed up. Summer is my time when I have the kids and you were supposed to bring them back at 7 o'clock. It is 7:25 now. That is 25 minutes late!"

"GOOD FOR YOU," Reba said, "You know how to do basic math"

"Reba it is not okay for you to be 25 minutes late," Brock said frustrated, "I was worried."

"There is a new invention called a phone," Reba replied, "If you were worried you could have called to see what was going on."

"I don't think you should see them for the rest of the summer," Brock said.

"You know," Reba told him, "Just because you have a dick doesn't mean you need to be one"

Brock could see Reba was getting upset and it was scary when she was upset.

"It's only six weeks till the end of the summer," he pointed out reasonably.

"You're so clueless," Reba said, "You mess up all the dangblattion time! I don't act this way towards you"

"You don't? Are you forgetting the time you grounded me from seeing the kids for 8 months!"

"Because you took the kids to DISNEYWORLD without letting me know and you were back 12 hours late"

"THE PLANE GOT IN LATE," Brock argued, "and this isn't about me anyway!"

"YES! YES IT IS," Reba said.

"You know what," Brock said, "Forget I said anything! GOD you're such a pest"

"I'm a pest? Well at least I don't let the kids do things that could hurt them."

"I was right there the whole time," Brock said, "Jake wasn't in any danger"

"Somehow a 42 year old child monitoring a 7 year old is disconcerting," Reba said.

"I'm not a 'child' and you're bossy," Brock said.

"I'm not bossy," Reba replied.

"You're not bossy? Oh then it wasn't you who says 'don't tell me what to do... I know what to do!"

"Well you were talking to me like I was a moron"

"I let you win you know," Brock said.

"You," she said starting to laugh, "You LET me win? Brock you couldn't win a spelling bee if the winning word was tooth!"

"I can spell tooth," Brock said, "T O O T H"

"Great," Reba said, "The man who went to dental school can spell tooth. I'm sooooo impressed."

"I can spell dental too," Brock said.

"Congratulations," Reba remarked.

"But I did let you win. If I wanted to I could have won custody of the kids and you know it"

"Oh sure," Reba said, "and I'm queen of sheeba."

"You're too negative," Brock said.

"Oh I'm negative," Reba demanded, "I don't think I'm negative at all"