"Sounds good to me," said Baby giving him a kiss.

Randy returned her kiss, pressing her close for a moment before drawing away to go and gather the children.

Baby called Gloria, who was excited to join them, and packed a diaper bag for the twins.

Randy VIII returned with an armload of children, carrying all three of them at once.

"Alright! Load up the car!" said Baby.

Randy VIII carried them out to the car, strapping each one into a seat. "We all set?"

Little Randy gave a bounce, "I'm ready Daddy!"

"Then let's get goin'!" Randy VIII slid into the driver's seat and set the destination on the car's computer.

When they arrived the first thing they were greeted with was Erika Erikson sitting in a kissing booth, "Tis a dollar per kiss, fer charity!" she called out to them.

"Can't pass that up," said Randy VIII. "You know how much I care about charity an' all..."

Erika put on some shiny pink lipstick and puckered up for him....

He leaned in and gave her a big kiss, pulling away with a cartoonish smack. "Worth every penny," he giggled as he handed over the dollar.

"Thank ye kaindly! If ye come back at four o'clock Ah'll be doin' face paintin'" said Erika.

"Face paintin'?" Randy VIII wasn't quite as keen on that idea as he had been on kissing...

"Aye, Ah'll paint all yer faces up meself!" said Erika, "Maxwell c'n help!"

Randy VIII glanced at little Randy. "Y'all want that?"