Dr. Cox: How is your vacation going in your fire-breathing mother's house?
Jordan: [on video chat] Yeah, yeah, my mom's a dragon. I'm her hell spawn. We eat children, whatever. Listen Per, Jack misses you and he won't go to sleep unless you say goodnight in that silly voice he loves.
Dr. Cox: Jackie, you're getting a little old for that now, pal. You're- You're four! I mean, people are actually even starting to understand about the third of what you say.
Jackie: I like lightning... [indecipherable] pizza.
Dr. Cox: Fantastic. Anyway, so no more silly voices. Okay there, Jumbo?
[Jack runs off crying]
Jordan: Solid parenting.
Dr. Cox: Glad I could help.