Barry: Geoff, where you been? It's Field Day, not Field Early Evening.
Geoff: I caught a fierce headwind on the Ben Franklin Bridge, but I'm here now. Let the games begin!
Barry: We just let them end.
Geoff: So, let 'em begin again. Ooh, the sack race! I'm a demon at that! Oh, this is not empty, and it's also wet.
Barry: Yeah, you're jumping in trash and beer vomit, but here's a fun event... you finish cleaning up.