Frankie: Hey, guys, plenty of room over here.
Parker: It's okay. I'm fine.
Frankie: Oh, really? 'Cause you look kind of squished. I don't know why you'd want to be squished. It's a long trip. There are certain safety regulations, so maybe you should just move over here.
Parker: I don't want to.
Parker's mom: Hi. I'm Parker's mom. Is everything okay?
Frankie: Oh, yeah, it's just they're kind of squished, and this seat is open, so I thought Parker could just scooch on over.
Parker's mom: Oh, they're good. He's with his friends.
Frankie: Well, he can still talk to his friends. It's not like he can't see them. [laughs] "Oh, I'm two feet away.
Where are my friends?" [both laugh]
Parker's mom: Oh, I don't want him up and around when the bus is moving.
Frankie: It'll just take a second. We can scooch my man Parker on over, and then we can all sit and be safe and good and great.
Parker's mom: Let's just let it go. They're fine. Driver, we're good.