George and Jacob are already seated at the table waiting to say the blessing when I slide into my chair. “I’m here,” I announce.
Jacob: I can see you.
Me: I can see you, too.
Jacob: I can point at you. (He demonstrates)
Me: I can point at you, too. (Likewise)
George: Are you two ready to get down to business?
Me: Never ever.
And you wish you lived here.
Come on, you know you do.