On the phone...


Kat: No, no. I don't really want you to buy me presents. (Unless they're SUPER awesome.) I'd rather you just save your money so that when I want you to take me out to dinner you don't get all squirmy.
BJ: I NEVER do that.
Kat: :::palpable silence:::
BJ: So no presents? Not even Bronte's wooden teeth?
Kat: You know, I don't think she even had wooden teeth.
BJ: :::pause::: Then who's wooden teeth are these?