In the car, Gooly and Ada were having a conversation only two of them could understand. Well, actually Gooly was monopolizing the whole conversation. Like this-
Him: Look, my eggs are hatching. They are baby dinosaurs. Oh, pterodactyls are coming to eat them.. Can you take care of them, Ada? You become the mother, or grandmother..or father.. or sister..
Him: No.. you listen to me first. I have something important to say.
And he went on for another 3 minutes (minimum) at bullet train speed about those damn flying dinosaurs. Ada looked like she was listening. I began to salute her for her ears' ability and patience to endure such noise pollution.
Finally, when Gooly stopped to breathe for air..she said, in a meek voice:
Sometimes when you talk so much.. you make me sleepy.
Bwahahahhahaha... gotta love her. She actually allowed him to finish his yawn-winning story before she conceded her awfully-true-to-the-guts opinion.
And what was Gooly's response?
Oh you are? Sometimes I am sleepy too..then I have to take a nap.. Bla.. blaa..blaa....
Gawd! Earplugs puhleeeeeeze~