Gwennie: Hey Mom? Do you have some whipped cream and a feather?
Zelda (blinking madly): Uhhhhh..... Why on God's green earth do you want them? And what makes you think I would have them?
Gwennie: First of all, Emma is asleep and I want to put the whipped cream in her hand and tickle her nose with the feather. And second of all, I'm just asking.