Cynthia: Hey, Malcolm. What are you doing after school? We're getting a dog, and I thought you might want to help us pick one out. My mom wants a golden retriever, but I'm leaning more toward a flat-coated retriever... because everyone has goldens, and...
Malcolm: I don't want to be lab partners with you anymore.
Cynthia: What?
Malcolm: I mean, it wasn't my idea. The teacher thought I should partner up with someone else.
Cynthia: Okay.