Lunch table talk

Lewis: Walter, hurry up changing your clothes, or else Audrey's going to be here and she'll see your privates.

Dora: Yeah, and that would be really bad, because you're different genres.

... twelve seconds later ...

Walter waves his butt in the air, then says "sorry, fart."

Papa: Walter, that's not nice.

Walter: did you know, "sorry, fart" is a joke in India?

Papa: I did not know that.