Mr. Butlertron: More tea, Wesley? Scudworth: He calls everyone "Wesley". I don't know why...
Mr. B: Oh Wesley, you have A.D.D. Gandhi: [shocked] A.D.D.? Am I...dying? Mr. B: No, it's A.D.D. Attention-Deficit Disorder. You also have A.D.H.D., its hyperactive cousin. Gandhi: Oh, wow. I...I need a minute to think about this. [thinks for a moment] Gandhi: [happily] Hey, check out this extra flappy skin on my elbow. What is that?
Mr. Butler-tron: Wesley.