What do you suppose it locks?”
“The belt?”
“That’s good. He looked confused a lot, but that was part of his charm. I stopped, “Johnny, the TV,” and waited impatiently for him to go turn it off. Tell the bartender to put it in a tall glass and use ice cream instead of regular cream. “Why?”
“Ah, I like philosophical questions, Johnny. We could play in the yard.”
“When will you have all that stuff?”
“I tell you what, I’ll send you a picture with it all when I have it, and you come over that night, at 6:30, so we have time to play before and after dinner. You can’t convince me, so you’re not even going to try, because we both know that’s what you’ll do. “That’s not what I meant, but there are no wrong answers so we’ll accept that. If you don’t sit in the middle of the seat you are going to wind up with an unsightly crease in your butt.”
He turned red and moved to the center of his chair.
