Nana brought a bunch of vintage Transformer toys over. (Toys really were cooler when we were kids.)
In any case, Search and Destroy both have full-blown Transformer fever. The symptoms of which are best represented by constant bickering over which is deemed “the coolest toy” of the moment.
Search: I want a Octopus Crime like Matthew. It transforms into a truck.
Jon: You mean Optimus Prime?
Search: No, Octopus Crime.
Jon: Is it an octopus?
Jon: Does it commit crimes?
Jon: I’m pretty sure it’s Optimus Prime.
Search: Ok, but I want Octopus Crime.
Later, Destroy’s trademark wail pierced the evening air.
Destroy: Search hit me!
Me: Search, did you hit your brother?
Search: He deserved it.
Suddenly the interest in a multi-armed crime syndicate makes much more sense…
Slightly related side note: These transformer toys were once the playthings of a muppet-aged Jon. How is it that they survived an entire childhood with him, while tapping out only days after indoctrination into the world of Search and Destroy?