Matt and I were watching the Olympics and relaxing when we both heard a noise outside. Here's the resulting conversation:
Me (looking at Matt): What was that?
Matt: I don't know.
Me: Just so I'm clear, when I look at you and ask what that noise, I need you to answer the question.
Obviously, I'm not the one to ask about strange noises, especially outside noises. I'm still a little jumpy after the raccoon incident (part 1, part 2, part 3, and part 4).