“Whoa, look at that!”

”....hm? Wha?”

“That!”

“What’s that?”

“I don’t know! I was thinking you would!”

“I don’t know what it is.”

“Some help you are.”

“What does it matter? Why do you even need to know what that is?”

“Because for all I know knowing what that is could come in handy some day. Wait! You know what it is, don’t you?”

“What? I told you I don’t have the slightest idea what it is!”

“You know what it is and you’re not telling me! What’s the big idea?”

“You tell me!”

“Oh, I know what this is. That thing is part of some secret plot of yours to kill me! You’re trying to kill me!”

“Why in God’s name would I want to kill you?? And how would that thing help me to do it?”

“There’s at least a dozen ways you could kill me with that thing. You’ve probably been plotting this for weeks! Well, guess what—I’ve discovered your evil plans!”

“Evil plans??”

“Oh, quit the act already. You know it’s true!”

“Act???”

“Wait—nevermind. It’s just a stick.”