Bin Night | [s2e42]

"It’s not what it looks like," Leo hissed, shielding his eyes.

Across the street, Miller was already out. Miller always did his bins at exactly 7:00 PM. He didn’t just roll them; he marched them. Miller’s bins were pristine, wiped down with a damp cloth once a month. Arthur, on the other hand, lived in a state of perpetual "bin-fill anxiety." [S2E42] Bin Night

"It looks like you're using my bin as a graveyard," Arthur replied, walking down the drive. "It’s not what it looks like," Leo hissed,