Stevie: Um, If I may, what are you planning on doing with a pile of wood?
David: Oh. Um... A family of moths seem to have mistaken my cashmere sweaters for an Atlantic City all-you-can-eat buffet. And I plan on putting a stop to that. So I'm building a cedar chest for my knits.
Stevie: You're planning on building a cedar chest?
David: That's correct.
Stevie: You are. You're gonna build it?
David: It's a box! So you're just nailing some planks of wood together. Anyway, if you've seen the state of my sweaters, you'd know that I have very little choice in the matter.