Violet: It’s snowing again! Looks beautiful out there.
Not bringing someone else home tonight?
Rowan: Nah . . . We’ve got work in the morning — and I’m not as young as I used to be.
Probably just gonna put on the Leachtric soundtrack and fall asleep.
Violet: Good plan.
Seriously, now that you’re a convert — can’t you talk the twins into getting us tickets?
Rowan: To a show that’s sold out for the next year?? . . . I’ll ask.