Frankie: Oh, I think I see it. Mike, it's New York! Kids, look, we're here, and it's snowing. New York in the snow. How lucky are we? This is gonna be the best trip ever!
Pilot: [over PA] Sorry, folks. Looks like the entire Eastern seaboard is socked in by the snowstorm. We're gonna be circling till they dig out the runway and give us clearance to land. Shouldn't be more than a couple hours.
Mike: [groans]
Frankie: Okay, Mike, try not to think about it. Just put your seat back and relax.
Mike: [seat barely budges] Oh, yeah. That's better.