I started the conversation: “How are you, Galina?”

Galina: “My puppy – I mean my baby doesn’t feel good. She has a pink eye. And my Daddy doesn’t feel good.”

Jules pipes in at this point: (patting my face) “My Daddy feels good. I just got four stitches.” (which he did, like 6 months ago)

Galina: “My Daddy already eats fishes.”

Jules: “We don’t eat fish. We’re vegetarians.”