{Carole and Jay, outside working on the lawn. Jay is mowing; Carole is mulching and manuring roses.}
Carole: Why didn’t you mow everything? You left these patches with the little yellow flowers.
Jay: The bunnies insisted.
Carole: What?
Jay: The bunnies insisted I leave the flowers alone. You don’t want to piss off the bunnies. They have a strong union.
Carole: …
Carole: I guess having a bunch of bunnies picketing our house would be damaging to our social capital.
