The Scene: Matt has gone back to the House That Must Be Sold, to do some mowing and tidying up, with John in tow. I have purchased the new Harry Potter book, with Maia in tow.
I call Matt on the cell phone.
Me: I love it! I love it already!
Matt: Ohhh kaaaaaayyy.
Me: It's perfect! I love it! Listen! This is the SECOND SENTENCE. "He" -- the Muggle prime minister, it means -- "He was waiting for a phone call from the President of a far distant country, and between wondering when the wretched man would telephone -- " Hee! I love it! "WRETCHED MAN!" It's GREAT! (It's no Busheney, but it's good.)
Me: Yeah. I've already found the first typo, though, on page 10. Kind of a downer.
Matt: I suppose. So after kicking 9-year-olds out of the line, are you up in your room, lying on the bed on your stomach, reading with your feet kicked up in the air?
Me: Uh, no.
Matt: Oh! What are you doing?
Me: Um. I'm actually still in the book-store parking lot.