Grown Daughter: -but get this-get this! It was actually chapter seventeen! *bursts out laughing*
Grown Daughter: *Stares out into the rain quietly.*
Also Grown Daughter: "I am such a nerd..."
Mom: "Well, I wasn't going to say anything...."
The scene: The checkout counter of the local Goodwill. Two lines at the checkout.
Now dear reader, let's play a little game shall we?
Do you que up behind the "woman of a certain age" and her middle aged daughter who are clearly about to begin haggling over a slightly damaged piece of furniture with the painfully young clerk.
Do you que up behind the woman with fifty delicate champagne glasses that are being meticulously wrapped by a ... meticulous,,, clerk while an eager first grader "helps"?