[My girl and I, raking the leaves at Pizza Hut as the wind blew them into the next yard over.]
My girl: [frustrated] Ooh! Gah! The wind!
Me: Well, there they go! Off to become someone else's problem!
My girl: [laughs] Alicia. You're bad.
Me: No, that's how leaves work! Once they're over there, they are those people's problem.
[Later]
Me: Oh, there they go! Somebody else's problem now!
In unison: Bye! Bye!
Manager, pulling up in his car: If you're not making much progress in here, you can go inside and make boxes.
My girl: Yeah! Okay!
Me: [Laughing] Okay.
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