[Washington, D.C. 2022:]
Andy: Hey, where are the kids at? I want to say hi and wrestle all three of them at once.
Ben: Oh, they're trick-or-treating in Georgetown with some friends. It's just us grown-ups tonight, no kids at all. [Andy slumps back in his chair] Hey, Andy, why don't you give me a hand in the kitchen?
Andy: So what do you need a hand with?
Ben: Oh, no, I just thought you might want to talk.
Andy: Whoa. Dude, that's really slick. Oh, man, that's some secret agent stuff right there.
Ben: So April's still on the fence about kids, huh?
Andy: Yeah, and I'm freaking out, man. I want kids so bad. You know, yesterday I was at the park, and I saw this group of eight-year-olds laughing, playing, having a good time. I almost started crying. Granted, I'd just face-planted on my rollerblades. That's what they were laughing at.