Listening to Dick and Kory argue for about the hundredth time on their road trip…
Gar: *drinking the Capri Sun that Kory stuffed in his sweater pocket* Are you picking up on the chemistry that’s going on?
Rachel: *rummaging through the backpack that Dick packed for her* It’s like they’re married.
Dick: *scoffs* @spaceprincessem What, you actually think we’re like some married couple? So maybe Rach and Gar kind of need parents right now. And maybe we’re “co-parenting” or whatever. But does that automatically make us marr–
Kory: Dick, who’re you talking to?
Dick: No one, Hone– Kory! I meant, Kory.
Listening to Dick and Kory argue for about the hundredth time on their road trip…
Gar: *drinking the Capri Sun that Kory stuffed in his sweater pocket* Are you picking up on the chemistry that’s going on?
Rachel: *rummaging through the backpack that Dick packed for her* It’s like they’re married.
While waiting in the mini van…
Rachel: *watching Dick and Kory, who’re outside in the freezing cold, have a heated argument about where to head to next*
Gar: *sighs* I know, Rach. I hate it when Mommy and Daddy fight.