Becky: Travis, if you eat those toffees you can't just leave the wrappers lying on the ground.
Travis: What?! I don't -
Becky: I pulled two out of Grey's mouth today.
Travis: I flick them into the tree.
Becky: Yeah, well. I kept finding them... and so
Travis: I'm sorry.
Becky: I threw them behind the couch.
Travis: Yeah. Nicely done.
Oops. It may be time to clean our house.
I don't notice the absurdity of our conversations unless someone else is sitting there listening. Come on, Noelle. Stop judging us for being filthy.