Jill: Hey, Wilson.
Wilson: Well, hi-ho, fairest of the Taylors. Jill, what time do you have?
Jill: Uh, 8:33.
Wilson: Uh-uh-uh-uh. My new sundial seems to be running a bit slow.
Jill: Maybe you should noodle with your gnomon.
Wilson: I beg your pardon.
Jill: The gnomon. You know, it's that crossbar there. It should be pointing north.
Wilson: Oh, ho-ho, well, thank you, Jill. It's such a pleasure having a knowledgeable neighborette.
Jill: Huh. I may be knowledgeable, but Tim's the one getting the Ph.D.
Wilson: Knowledgeable and funny, funny, funny.