Dad: Nice weather! Is everything all set, Honey?
Mom: Just a moment, please! Be quick, Daniel, May!
Dad: Everybody, hurry up! We should go to the gas station first.
Daniel: Why, Dad?
Dad: Fill the gas tank lest it run out of the gas on our way to the suburbs.
Daniel: I see.
Dad: Help me with the bag, please, Daniel!
Daniel: My pleasure!
Dad: Come on, you get in the back seat, and Mom gets in the front seat.
Daniel: Yes, sir.
Dad: Are you all ready, guys?
Daniel: We are ready. Let's roll!