Last night, as I was stirring sauce for dinner and Mike was cutting vegetables:
MIKE and JOEL (singing along with the stereo): Once more, you opened the door, and you're here in my heart, and my heart will go on and on.
JOEL: God, we're so gay.
MIKE: We're old, too. Don't forget old.
JOEL: God, we're so gay and old.
Oh my god, that song is haunting me…
And apparently now it’s coming to a theater near you.