Tap, tap, tap, tap.
Lillian: "Andrew, can you give me that please? Because I need to turn Sully into a pig."
Lillian grabs the pink toy wand Andrew's been banging on the wall, and runs off to the next room where Sullivan is sitting in the rocking chair, playing quietly with a little toy.
"Pwesto (smack), pwesto (smack), pwesto (smack). Now you're a pig!"
Poor Sullivan. Good thing we're having slop for dinner.