Rusty: Knock, knock.
Jan: Who's there?
Rusty: It's me, Rusty. Don't you recognize me?
Jan: Of course I recognize you. I thought you were going to tell me a knock, knock joke.
Rusty: Okay, if you insist. Knock, knock.
Jan: Who's there?
Rusty: Orange.
Jan: Orange who?
Rusty: Orange you going to let me in?
Jan: But you just begged me to let you outside. Why would you want to go back in already?
Rusty: *sigh* I think I'll go sit in the doghouse and meditate on the futility of having a lucid conversation around here.
