The scene: Max and I are playing Go Fish. Abe is “on my team,” which means he throws the cards around, gets taken upstairs for a breather, laughs at me, and we start again. Finally he settles down and sort of gets into the game. Sort of.
Max: Hey, Abe, ask me for something.
Max: Ask me for something. A card. What card do you want? Like, “Got any…”
Abe: Got any butterflies?
Max: (dramatic sigh) No, Abe. Not, like, anything you want. Something that’s on the cards.
Abe: Ummmmmmmm….got any ….numbers?
Max: (Angry, he thinks Abe is trying to trick him) Yes, Abe, obviously. But you’re trying to get me to say what numbers I have. Nice try. You have to say what number you want.
Abe: Oh. Sixty-three.
Max: Abe! You have to ask for something right here, that you can see. Not sixty-three, that isn’t even a number in cards!
Abe looks out the window, thinking.
Abe: Got any windows?