January 10, 2007: Will: What's that, Skip? Skip: It's Apple's new iPhone, Dude. Will: What?! I thought you couldn't get one of thos until June. Skip: You can't. Will: Well then how--? Skip: You can't. I'm a trillionaire. I can get anything. January 12, 2007: Skip: So, you slide your finger over the screen like this, and voila! Mitch: Oooo! Al: I must have an iPhone! Dana: Geez. Chill. It's just a phone. Mitch and Al: Gasp! Mitch: Should we report her to Mr. Jobs? Al: No. Someday she'll drink the Kool-Aid. Then she'll understand.