Leila and Ali are playing in the living room with some boxes. Ali's has been a boat, a pool, a hot tub (which broke) and now it's a rocket ship. "Who's ripping my rocket ship?" He's asking- now with a whine. I think he's the one ripping it.
Leila has her own game going on- "What's a woman got to do to get her vocabluary, vocabulary, understood?"
Now they are both in a plane. "Watch out for the flying sea lions!" Ali warns. Then there are flying monkeys, and flying squirrels, the latter, apparently being good.
But they don't have enough gigabytes- seems to be some sort of fuel. "Oh no, we should have read the manual," Leila says.