Pop-Pop: Okay, you scamps. Cool it. I just popped over to pick up my tennis racket I left here. I have to retrieve it.
Barry: What, to shake at the neighborhood kids as they joyfully ride their bikes by?
Pop-Pop: No, to play tennis. Joyce and I are gonna knock a few around. [Adam and Barry laugh]
Joyce: What's so funny?
Barry: This guy? Tennis? This guy?
Pop-Pop: I'll just get my ball-whacker so we can go.