My 8 year old, sitting at the table, screwing around instead of doing his (distance-learning) Language Arts to the chagrin of his mother and likely his teacher: “Can I have some Kool-Aid?”
Me: “No. Kool-Aid is for closers.”
Him: Stares at me blankly.
Me: “It’s from a movie (and a play, but he has no concept of theater) called Glengarry Glenn Ross. “
Him: “Is that the same movie, ‘Stop looking at me sawaaaaan.’ is from?”
Me: “No. Not at all.”