Leah walks past me carrying several baby dolls that haven't been played with in a long time, two balls of yarn, and a roll of duct tape. I can hear Rae in the basement moving furniture around.
Me: "What's all that stuff for?"
Leah: "We're making a hostage camp."
Me [sighing heavily]: "I'm going to the liquor store."
Leah: "Cool. See you when you get back."