As I am washing the dishes, I overhear this conversation,
Nate: Daniel, one of your caterpillars is dead.
Daniel: Dead? How do you know?
Nate: Well, it fell off the table and it's unresponsive.
Daniel: Unresponsive? You do know that caterpillars don't talk?
Nate: Yeah. But when I poked him he didn't move. Oh, yeah, and you only have two caterpillars left.
Daniel: Only two? That means three are gone...
Me: (suddenly realizing what they are talking about) Wait. What? You have caterpillars IN THE HOUSE?!?!
Nate: Yep. And three escaped. Watch out for your celery.