Uncle Robert looked a little confused after the analogy and chimed in, “You see I just don’t think it works that way, I’m a big guy, and I’m almost always making it through crowds way faster than your mom here. Remember when we went to Japan and you could just never keep up. I always powered through those crowds. I’m just saying, I don’t quite follow.”
“Yeah and where are the colors?” your mom asks. “When do those come in?”
So close, what do you do?