Philip: Vy, this is Geoffrey. Geoffrey, my sister-in-law, Mrs. Smith.
Geoffrey: How do you do?
Vy: I'm fine, thank you.
Will: Mom, check this. [clears throat] Geoffrey, take my mom's bags to her room. [Vy slaps Will's head] Ow, Mom. What did I do?
Vy: You can take those bags yourself. That man is twice your age. Even though he doesn't look it. Well, at least take the heavy one. Now go on.
Will: But, Mom-
Vy: You heard me.
Geoffrey: After you, Master William.