Friend whose name is being withheld to protect his dignity: "Hey, have you guys left the house yet?"
T: "No, why?"
F: "Well, I just cornered a big raccoon on the porch, and it's acting a little aggressive, and I went inside to get my .22 pistol, and I can't find any .22 ammunition anywhere..."
T: "Your signal's breaking up; I could swear I just thought I heard you say you don't have any .22 ammunition."
F: "Hey, the house is still a wreck from moving. Could you just swing some by on the way to the restaurant?"
T: "Sure. Actually I just happen to have a box... in my purse."
Kaylee: "I've got a box in my glove compartment, I think."
F: "What'd she say?"
T: "She said she had a box in her glove compartment. I think we've got you covered. Okay, we're on the way."