Here we see the wild and wily New Yawkers Lloyd and Bakerina, headed far far and away to their magical mystical getaway place.
Coach class, for all the latest new-fangled seating and arrangementiere, reportedly still makes them feel as though they are lying on top of one another (hey, who wouldn't like the chance at a monkeypile on you-know-who? Count me in, mister man). And don't even get our kitchen-fisted egg-juggling sweetheart going about what that recycled germ-laden airline AIR does to her skin. Yeesh.