Winston: Hey. What's the matter? You know, I got all your family together in one room. You know, you're being greeted by all the people that you love.
Aly: I know.
Winston: Well, except for your parents, but they will be here soon, barring any surface street traffic.
Aly: That is so sweet, Winston. And I do love my family, but they're crazy. And, honestly, they make me a little crazy.
Winston: Every family is crazy.
Aly: Every time we get together, it's a disaster. Like a giant hot air balloon catching on fire.