Scene: in the car, driving home from the YMCA. It is a dark and stormy night. Dad is peering through the rain, thinking about buying new windshield wiper blades, and singing along to the song in his head. Nate is in the backseat, listening.
Nate: Daddy? What about the cat?
Nate: It sounded like you said, “I’m two-sixty-four my cat.” What does that mean?