Patrick: Bee said to make you some pasta when you got home. What kind do you want?

Sparrow: Bee is a gentleman and a scholar. Whatever’s in the front of the cupboard is fine. Did she say anything about rubbing my feet? Because I could really use a footrub.

Your local library.

PA: Attention, patrons. Due to inclement weather, we will be closing in fifteen minutes.

Bianca: Hey, Emma . . . don’t know if you heard, but we’re closing early. Better pack up your lesson plans.

Emma: Oh, no — this is going to be a nightmare to drive through.

Bianca: You know . . . my place is only a couple of blocks away . . .

Emma: Yeah?

Bianca: And our couch is very comfortable!

Emma: . . . Oh.