The control room was scrambling. Producers waved frantically. One intern reported spilled coffee all over the teleprompter — causing more chaos than a billing error in a private health insurance claim.
But Pete? He didn’t flinch. Without missing a beat, he turned to the camera and said: “Ladies and gentlemen, we have a special guest expert on the battlefield of prehistoric justice.”
The audience erupted in laughter. And just like that, the set became a sandbox. Boone climbed into his dad’s lap. The camera zoomed out.
Pete tried to steer the conversation back to policy, but Boone had other plans. He interrupted repeatedly with dinosaur facts (“Did you know pterodactyls aren’t actually dinosaurs?”),
mimicked roars into Pete’s mic, and even attempted to “fix” the broken dino leg using a roll of Fox-branded duct tape — an operation more dramatic than outpatient physical therapy.
At one point, he spilled his juice on Pete’s notes. Another time, he adjusted Pete’s tie and argued, “Now you look like Batman.”
