“Due to the peculiar placement of a seam,” Greg said, “my waistband reads ‘Fruit of the Lruit.”
“What in the entire realm of all human experience might make you want to think I wanted to know that?” asked Brigid.
“What in the entire realm of all human experience might make you think that whether or not you want to know something is relevant to whether I will say it?” Greg replied.
“Have you considered the fact that if you were to die suddenly, it would take weeks before even your closest friends might notice if I were clever in hiding my tracks?” said Brigid.
“Point,” said Greg.