The girlies and I are walking down the hotel hallway in San Francisco. The girlies are doing something silly together.
"You know, you two are just not being loud and disruptive enough. You are going to have to work on that."
"Okay, we will!"
"Sarcasm is wasted on the young."
"Do you regret your lost youth, Mama? Do you wish you were like us?"
"Yeah, my lost youth. I know I put is somewhere special so I wouldn't lose it. It will turn up."