INT. GRANDPA UNCLE EDDIE"S HOUSE:
GRANDSON: "Tell us again how you met Grandma."
GRANDPA: "Aw, I must have told you that story five times at least. Don't you want to hear something else?"
GRANDKIDS (ALL): "No! No! We wanna' hear about Grandma. Pleasepleasepleaseplease!"
GRANDPA: "Ooookay. Okay. Weeell, it was at a little park by the sea..."
GRANDDAD: "I wasn't looking where I was going and we just bumped into each other. I tried to apologize but I found I couldn't speak. My lips refused to move. Infront of me was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen and all I could do was look.
She must have felt something for me too because for the longest time we just stared and stared at each other's eyes, our faces slowly inching closer and closer."
GRANDAD: "Then, when we could stand it no longer, we threw open our arms and clung to each other, clung as if our lives depended on it!"
GRANDPA: "I guess we weren't paying attention to what was going on around us. The biggest thunderstorm you ever saw was starting overhead."
GRANDPA: "The rain came down in torrents."
GRANDSON: "(GASP!) Did you get wet?"
GRANDPA: "Oh, yeah...soaked to the gills...but we didn't care."
GRANDPA: "Holding Grandma was like..."
GRANDPA: "...it was like...diving into a burning volcano."
GRANDPA: "But that wasn't all. We soon discovered that we weren't alone."