(Scene: Morning, the Casa kitchen. Army Boy is eating some cereal, Wesley is chewing on things he shoudn’t be chewing on, and Brooke is getting coffee ready.)
(She turns to the kitchen tablet bearing two steaming mugs.)
Army Boy: There’s a spoon in yours. Did you ACTUALLY measure out tablespoons of creamer??
(Wesley continues chewing on things he shouldn’t. Brooke sets her mug down and fixes him with a scathing glare.)