Tuesday, 9:45 am

Owen and Bridget are holding a rave in my kitchen. Bridget has moved all the chairs into the kitchen, enabling to Owen reach the cd player. He has (naturally) cranked up The Eagles of Death Metal, and is flicking the light switch on and off while Bridget bounces on one knee and one foot, maniacally pumping her arms up and down and cackling.

Abrubt change. Owen shuts off the cd player and asks "Do you have Abba in here?"