"Ooohhh, missile launcher... I'll dig out the rangefinder for you and I can play spotter for you for a change. And yeah, I'm not sure if it'll work... but hey, what could it hurt to try, right?" Except her dad's head. But she's already shown how much thought she puts into that.
She finishes her wings and two slices of pizza, shoves another wing into dad's nacho-slot, then slides into Mel's lap again. "See, daddy? I told you she was the best!"
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