sitting at the table, no one was really talking.

Rick was sitting at the head of the table working on some kind of random invention. Something with some meaningless invention, The thing would likely grow to hate itself, as Rick always programmed these damn things with a conscious mind.

Jerry was playing some kind of balloon popping game while sitting on the side of the table closest to the window, next to Rick.

Beth was across from Jerry, sure, it was the morning and everyone was just eating breakfast, but she was drinking wine with it.

Morty was next to his mom, looking over the Facebook page of his longtime crush, Jessica.

Summer was on her phone, scrolling through whatever new news feed there was.

Jerry: "So, kids, anything new in school?"

He asked.

Summer: "Shut up, dad."