Adult Adam: [v.o.] It was the end of summer, 1980-something, and before we took to the skies, there were a few things to take care of on the ground.
[title: "The Packing"]
Beverly: Thank you so much for packing in here under my watchful eye.
Barry: You'll be happy to know this is a bag full of hand weights. [fabric rips] Damn it!
Erica: Idiot, these bags are for clothes. That's why my fanny pack has everything I need... Two bikinis, my scrunchy, and browning oil.
Adam: Someone's forgetting about the cool Latin nights.