A whirling Tesla coil of Yuletide ornamentation, all Santa Claus and teeth.
Not so much
A living room in Florida, twinkling aggressively.
DAD sits at a table, sorting pills.
Enter MOM, carrying a tea light.
MOM: Did someone try to light this?
DAD: Yes, I did.
MOM: It’s electrical. It’s got a battery.
DAD: It burns really nicely.
A Midwestern savant
A Floridian idiot
A TV room in Florida.
MOM and HANNAH watch television. The music indicates an interlude in the television program The Great British Bake Off, during which scenes of pastoral landscape are tradition. In this case, the characters perceive an animal of presumably British origin.
HANNAH: WHAT IN THE HELL WAS THAT?
MOM: [Incredulous, celebratory.] It was a chicken! [Beat.] There are all kinds of chickens.
MOM: You should look up chickens.
Cheerful Baby Boomers
A dining room in Florida. Outside, rain.
The table contains a newspaper, a pile of reading glasses, a pile of watches with broken wristbands, a pile of coins. DAD, in a skullcap, sits at the table in his wheelchair, sorting.
HANNAH: You’re wearing a yarmulke?
DAD: Yes. I was in the mood.
Enter MOM, on a knee scooter
MOM: Have you ever opened this garbage can and found a live opossum in it?