Boy: Would you make (Insert name of recently injured Blue Jackets player here.) a get well card if I can find his address in the white pages?
Girl: I suppose so. (The Girl is totally thinking that there is no way a professional hockey player has a publicly listed phone number and address; therefore, there is no way she is going to have to make a greeting card for said hockey player. Right?)
Boy: Great. (A few moments of clickety clicking on the white pages.) Here's his address would you like me to write it down for you?
Girl: You're kidding. (Wrong. Way wrong.)
Boy: Nope. Could you do it by Saturday so I can pop it in the mail? Or is that too soon? Will you use the team colors?
Girl: (Still stunned.) No, Saturday's fine, but I'm using whatever color scheme I want.
Boy: Ok. Thanks, Cookie.
Girl: My pleasure.
You can't make this stuff up, people. You just can't.