Sarah: How's your scoots now, Erin, love?
Erin: Aye, they're clearing up, I think.
Sarah: God, it's my worst nightmare, getting caught out in someone else's house like that.
Gerry: I still don't understand why you had to bring all of your friends in there with you.
Erin: I panicked, Daddy.
Mary: Can we please stop talking about Erin's scoots? We're about to have our tea.