Me: “Hey, it’s really cold. What is taking so long to get into the car?”

Danger Monkey, age 10: “I dropped my book. I think while taking off all my weapons.”

Me: (slow blink)

Me: “How many weapons do you have?”

DM: “My elven sword and my bow. But don’t worry, I don’t have any arrows.”

Me: “I love you, dude.”

DM: “Whatever.”