Wow! Last time I saw you, you were only this tall. And not carrying a butterfly knife. Do your parents know- No, no, I'm not going to tell them. Cigarettes? Sorry, I don't actually smoke- Oh you want me to buy them. And a six-pack. Good grief, when I was your age I was still playing Pokemon. You also play Pokemon? …Want to battle?

Hey, it's good to see you- Oh, this is a long hug. Cinnamon schnapps? I don't think we have- Ah, you brought your own. Anyway, you seem really happy. I mean sad. Nope, back to happy. Now you're still smiling, but there are tears. So many tears. Oh, I'm actually fine standing. I'm not saying your lap doesn't look comfortable, it's just… Here, why don't you take my water. No, I think it's fine without schnapps.

No, sir, I'm not- I'M NOT DANNY. DANNY'S MY BROTHER. YES SIR, I ALSO WEEP FOR MY GENERATION. Hey, I'm actually going to get another- Oh my, you are stronger than you look. Your hands are like ancient, freckled bear traps. Yes, I promise I'll stay off FacePod, won't listen to rap-step, and I won't- I WON'T EVER TRUST A RUSKIE. SIR.

No, I didn't do anything wrong, they just ran out of room at the adult table. I agree, the green stuff is yuck, but it looks like you already ate most of it- Into the AC ducts, huh? Not bad. Not bad at all. And next you're going to go downstairs, play dinosaurs, and not talk to anybody? Mind if I come? Yes, it's OK if my dinosaur is a fire truck. It's way more than OK.