The day after the accident, we had one of those conversations whose tone every husband and wife will recognize:
TS: So, when are we going to pick up the rental car?
DH: Oh, I'm not going to fool with that today. We'll do it tomorrow.
TS: We're going tomorrow?
TS: So they're open on Saturday?
DH: Oh, yeah!
TS: On the Memorial Day weekend?
DH: Oh, yeah.
Pappy: There's something wrong with the Infiniti.
TS: Oh, no. He thought it was doing something weird yesterday.
Pappy: I can't get it to start.
TS: Ah. So we're down to zero cars now.
DH: The Enterprise near us isn't open today.
Mommadrool: Here--the one out near the airport is open; we'll take you.
TS: So glad you dropped by!
(still later; back from Enterprise)
TS: Not listening to me cost you $271.00.
TS: Well, that's not strictly true, but it was fun to say it.