Lois walks up, holding a glass of wine. "Peter, I’ve decided to quit the domestic life and pursue a PhD in Theoretical Physics. I’ve already drafted my thesis on the multiverse."
At the Quahog Convention Center, the science fair is in full swing. Meg is there with a modest volcano project. "Look, Dad! I used real vinegar!"
Peter looks at her. "That’s nice, Lois, but have you considered that your approach to the string theory is a bit... derivative?" Lois narrows her eyes. "You want to go, Griffin?"
"Oh God," Stewie groans. "I’ve made them all like Brian. The smugness levels are off the charts!" "Hey!" Brian protests.
"So, basically, it’s a recording of Peter’s internal monologue?" Brian quips.
Lois walks up, holding a glass of wine. "Peter, I’ve decided to quit the domestic life and pursue a PhD in Theoretical Physics. I’ve already drafted my thesis on the multiverse."
At the Quahog Convention Center, the science fair is in full swing. Meg is there with a modest volcano project. "Look, Dad! I used real vinegar!"
Peter looks at her. "That’s nice, Lois, but have you considered that your approach to the string theory is a bit... derivative?" Lois narrows her eyes. "You want to go, Griffin?"
"Oh God," Stewie groans. "I’ve made them all like Brian. The smugness levels are off the charts!" "Hey!" Brian protests.
"So, basically, it’s a recording of Peter’s internal monologue?" Brian quips.