Tim: Hey, where have you been?
Jill: Well, let's see. After I ate dinner alone, then I went to the mailbox and mailed the 250 flyers which I stuffed, stamped and addressed myself because you took the boys to play basketball.
Tim: I guess I should have stuck around and talked to you.
Jill: I would have preferred that, yeah.
Tim: I'm sorry, Jill, but, you know, I didn't know really how to talk about any of this stuff. I'm really uncomfortable with this death thing. Which is why we have kids instead of pets, 'cause they last longer.