"It's sure cold today," he commented.
"Well, it is winter here, Uncle Tay," Xavier replied. "Different hemisphere."
"Oh yeah, it is too. I was forgetting."
"How can you forget something like that? It's only freezing!"
"Only," Adam grinned.
"Only you!" Xavier sang.
"You could never tell that he's a muso huh?" Sam commented.
"Never," Mike agreed.
"Booga, booga, booga!" Xavier shouted. "Hey, guys, can we please blow something up on stage today? I'm in the mood for pyrotechnics."
"You're always in the mood for pyrotechnics."
"Your point?"
"Hey, Uncle Zac? I think Xavier did raid that shoebox of drugs after all," Sam joked.
"Oh, I hope not," Taylor remarked. "I mean, aside from the fact that they're bad for you, I don't think Xavier needs any help getting high."
"And that's the way, uh huh uh huh, I like it, uh huh uh huh!" Xavier sang. "That's the way, uh huh uh huh, I like it, uh huh uh huh."
They all looked at Isaac.
"What?" Isaac asked.
"He's your son," Zac said.
Isaac and Xavier looked at each other.
"And that's the way, uh huh uh huh, we like it, uh huh uh huh!" they sang together before bursting into laughter.
"So, umm, can we just throw them off the next bridge we pass?" asked Adam. "Please?"
"Hmm, no," Mike said. "It'll take to long getting to a bridge. Let's just throw them out the window."
"We can't! It's locked and we can't open it," Sam put in, shaking his head.
"Oh, there's more than one way to open a window," Zac said gleefully. "We have metal chairs in here for a start..."
"No, that'll make a mess," Taylor replied. "I don't think we should give them the satisfaction."
"I agree," Mike said. "Why don't we just throw them into the audience during the concert and let the fans rip them to pieces?"
"Hey, good idea!" Sam said gleefully.
"I don't think they appreciate us, Dad," Xavier commented.
"They're just jealous that we're so much cooler than they are."
"Oh, I see."