Osei and Amy are folding laundry together. Osei is mating his two pairs of fancy wool socks my mom gave him for Christmas. He laments that he would buy another pair himself, but he's holding out hope that the next pair from her are just around the corner...
Osei: Your mom really knows high-quality wool socks!
Amy: Heh, I know! Have you seen her with her precious socks though? She'll let me borrow them when we visit, but before we leave, she'll do a sweep of the entire house to make sure each and every sock is accounted for!
Osei: Why? I mean, does she have a reason to need to count her socks when you visit her?
Amy: [Pausing] Well, you KNOW how socks are!
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