Adult Adam: [v.o.] Uncle Marvin's 15-minute drive had turned into a 12-hour layover in Nashville.
Marvin: Man! Music City's got it all. I mean, I know it's Thanksgiving and we're stuck in an airport hotel, but ( Scoffs ) who wants to go honky-tonkin'?
Erica: I want you to shut up. I'm calling home.
Barry: Oh, God. They're probably eating already. Tell Mom to pour gravy into the phone so I can taste it with my ears.
Marvin: Good thing I nabbed a little something from the maid's cart in the hallway to tide you over.
Barry: Oh! Oh, sweet, minty sustenance!