Sorry, Shea. Okay. I'll start again. Hey, Seamus?
Ah! What can I do for you, Flynn?
It's melting... wanna go outside?
Indeed I do, Flynn! But Dad keeps saying "NO OUTS"
Yeah, but look at mom's eyes! They're saying "Let's get it on!"
Yes... yes they do. Wait, Flynn. Let me try something...
*poke... poke poke poke*
Look Flynn! It worked! Mom's getting her dog coat on!
Oh SHEAMIE! Are we gonna go... ARE WE?!?
She's got her gloves on and the spit rag, Flynn! LET'S GO!
Aw man, that was great! Wunnit Shea? Shea? Hey Seamus!