Riley tilts his head, thinkifying. "If we ever wanted to pack food to have somewhere else, would we have to strap it to the outside, or are closed containers okay?"
He blinks at the announcement that Uncle Ted had expressly forbade Dinah from making out in it.
Huh.
Anyway!
He grins from ear to ear. "Okay, are we going? We're going now right? Tell me when we're going."
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