Kate McCallister realizes that her son Kevin didn’t make it with them to the airport on their way to Paris for the holidays. She frantically pulls out her phone and calls him up.
KEVIN: Hello?
MOM: Kevin!
KEVIN: Mom?
MOM: I’m so sorry you’re home alone! Your sister accidentally took your jacket that had your AirTag in the pocket, and we were too busy listening to Audible to notice you were missing.
KEVIN: I feel so alone!
MOM: I know, sweetie! We just got to the airport, but we can catch a later flight. We might not get Delta One, alas, but that’s okay. Motion sensors say you’re in my bedroom.
KEVIN: I’m hiding under your bed.
MOM: Your Oura Ring shows your heart rate is elevated. Don’t worry—I just turned on the radiant heat in the floors. Grab the weighted blanket, and you’ll warm up. I’ll raise the temp on the Nest and have Alexa play some calming music while we call an Uber back to the house.
KEVIN: Should I go to the grocery store for a toothbrush or shaving cream?
MOM: I just ordered some cronuts through DoorDash. Breakfast is on its way, sweetie.
KEVIN: I just heard the doorbell!
MOM: I’m checking the Ring right now… Oh, honey, it’s just Mormon missionaries. You’re okay.
KEVIN: What if someone comes in?
MOM: I’ve dead-bolted all the doors. And no windows are unlocked—I just checked the contact sensors.
KEVIN: Two guys in a Cybertruck just drove by. I don’t recognize them, Mom. What if they break in?
MOM: We have a palm-recognition door, honey. Calm down. Plus, I know that truck. It’s the Wet Bandits. They deliver my reverse-osmosis water each week. Also, you’re standing in front of my MagicFit mirror, so I can see you’re standing a little hunched. Posture, dear.
KEVIN: What am I supposed to do? I’m all alone!
MOM: I’m having the Samsung Ballie project live images of me on the floor and walls so you can see me and know that I’m there. I’m walking in the door soon. Make sure the Roomba is docked so I don’t trip over it again. Just grab my Ember smart mug and enjoy some hot chocolate, darling.
KEVIN: I’m so glad you’re almost home. I’m sorry I made you disappear, Mom.
MOM: It’s my fault for leaving the smart door on frosted glass this morning, or I would’ve seen you on your Meta Quest headset. Honey, scoot closer to the Cyber Heater, and we can pretend we are hugging. There.
KEVIN: Thanks for the rare hug, Mom. Does my Oura Ring say we’re back in family mode?
MOM: It does, sweetie. It does.
