Tommy: What's that smell?
Sally: I'm making blueberry muffins.
Dick: Smells like they're done.
Sally: No, the timer didn't go off.
Dick: Yes, but Lieutenant-
Sally: Dick, I have incinerated entire armies. I think I can handle an oven.
Tommy: Oh, I'm glad to hear you say that 'cause I kind of signed you up for a bake sale.
Sally: What's a bake sale?
Tommy: Oh, it's just an attempt to revive a failing educational system through parental involvement.
Sally: A fine cause. I'm there.
Tommy: You know, I really think you should check on those muffins.
Sally: The box said 15 minutes. You don't argue with the box.