Zoey: Hey Grandpa, can you fix the frig. It's on the fritz again?
Colt: Can I eat my breakfast first? Hey, I heard you got a promotion. Does that mean your at the top now?
Zoey: Yep. I'm head cheese at the restaurant now. I can work on other things now.
Colt: *mumbles* Fix this, fix that, All I want to do is go to bed. A man can't even do that in his own house anymore. Geez..
Zoey:What was that Grandpa? You say something?
Colt: No honey, everything's fine here.
Rory: *sighs* Time for Grandpa to go to bed for a while. I don't know where dad is. I want someone to play with.
Rory: *not seeing his dad* Point the blaster towards Mars. Alien ship approaching.
Heriberto: *ARRGGHHH BYYOOLLLHH*
Rory: What in the world? That sounded like a wounded llama.
Rory: *shading his eyes* Dad, seriously?? Is that the best you can do?
Heriberto: Hey kiddo. I'm doing the best I can. Just go with it.
Rory: *shouting* Lame lLama Alien on the ships board ship, someone put it out of its misery, quick.
Skye: Have a good rest dad?
Colt: I guess.
Skye: Why so grumpy?
Colt: A man can't sleep in his own home anymore. All these noises.
Rory: *smartly*
Uncle Josh... Heriberto: Rory, leave your Uncle alone. You've been told about that. Now I want you to behave.
Rory: But dad, I just wanted to..man..
Rory: Man. I'm grounded aren't I. Dad, I didn't do anything wrong.
Heriberto: Son, no but if I hadn't been in here, you would have started blackmailing your uncle again. That's not polite. You don't do things like that to family.
Rory: *hugging* Yes daddy, I promise. *fingers crosses*
Heriberto: Good Love you son.
Rory: Love you too dad.
Rory: Uncle Jerry, Why am I always getting into trouble?
Jerry: You are alot like your Uncle Josh. Well both of us. We used to be like that too.
Rory: Really? Cool.
Jerry: Yep, always had a remark about something, being silly.. Still are when we want too.
Jerry: Don't worry Rory. Things will get better.
Rory: Okay thanks. Oh by the way, I put exlax in your food. Bye.
