Well, when you're stuck going to the same elementary, middle school, and high school as them... it just happens, I guess. But they're total meat heads. Sometimes I like to confuse them by asking them things like, if Peter Piper picked a pack of pickled peppers, how many pickled peppers would Peter Piper pick?

[ It's a tongue twister, not a question, but they don't get it and it stumps them every time.

That next bit has Trucy blinking, before grinning and laughing. She's pleased he's actually agreeing with her, and she can't help but nod excitedly. ] Hey, yeah! That's a great idea, Polly! I was just going to try to smash them into their faces while yelling 'take that!' but your idea is ten million times better!