Did you notice my new pendant? Sylvia gave it to me. It's some kind of pretty stone with sparkles of pink, pastel blue and lavender. Very nice. Looks like it's made from unicorn droppings. Why do I tell you things? Beats me.
I'm worried about Nelson. Why? When I asked him what he wanted for his birthday, he said he wanted a unicorn. What's wrong with that? Why would a boy want a sparkly pink unicorn?! Why don't you ask him? Nelson, about that unicorn . . . Why would you want something like that? Because it has a sharp horn and can kill things. That's my boy!