- Aunt Dahlia: Good morning, Jon. How are you?
- Jon: Pardon?
- Aunt Dahlia: How are you feeling?
- Jon: Flowers on the ceiling? There's nothing on the ceiling? What's for breakfast?
- Aunt Dahlia: My special prune waffles, wanna taste?
- Aunt Dahlia: Get em while they're hot! Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. But these are fresh out of the oven.
- Jon: They're... moving. Uhhhh...
- Tom: Uh, what are they?
- Aunt Dahlia: My prized cookies.
- Jon: What kind are they?
- Aunt Dahlia: Its a family tradition. You're father loved them when he was your age. Go on, try one!
- Jon: Uhhh... . go ahead, Tom.
- Aunt Dahlia: You don't wanna hurt my feelings, do you?
- Tom: Thank you!
- Aunt Dahlia: Tommy, I remember when you were just this big and now our both so grown up and handsome.
- [she pinches Tom's cheeks]
- Aunt Dahlia: I just know the girls are gonna go crazy for you... when your older. I'm so happy your Mom and Dad called me. We're gonna have a wonderful time. Do you like to play cards?
- Jon: I like... Flight of Terror.
- Tom: It's a virtual reality game.
- Aunt Dahlia: Oh, whatever. Well, you boys go and play while I whip us up a little something.
- Aunt Dahlia: You weren't going anywhere, were you?
- Tom: Oh, no.
- Jon: Just getting some fresh air.
- Aunt Dahlia: The ladies are waiting.