G was really glad he wasn't drinking anything when she started talking about the Kama Sutra and research he desperately did not need to know about. A large part of him very much wanted to hurt Marty in that moment. Just on general principles. "Not exactly the context I had in mind. But, good to know."
Not.
"Oh, I can still yell," he said with a chuckle. "I just imagine they'll listen as well as their parents." He didn't doubt this family would drive him nuts, not just the kids. It hadn't really been all that long ago that the young woman settled so comfortably against his side had been the one driving him nuts. Just under two years. G was still going to blame Sam for everything that happened after. G would have washed his hands of Savannah and the team and everything else if it hadn't been for Sam pushing.
"And that's why I didn't say when it happens." G smirked and shook his head. Disney had been an absolutely nightmare. He was sure there was more planning that could be done, however. It was just a matter of who was doing the planning. "Or, you can find another costume and still keep the weapons." Weapons were the important part.