johnny is remarkably unfazed by the amount of chaos and destruction wrought by a small child. she gets a talking to, and then together they clean up the living room, but in the end, they're just dolls. and maybe it was a little cruel of johnny to keep her from flying her kite outdoors.

"you're spoiling her," paris says.

"are you NOT the uncle paris who bought her a matched luggage set?" johnny is slicing carrots for dinner.

"bitch, please," paris sighs. "she's your daughter. you know she's not going to pack light."