• Me: (zipping up my coat) Okay, I’m ready to go.
  • Robert: (jingling the car keys) Let’s Boogie.
  • Me: You Boogie-ing is something I would pay a lot of money to witness.
  • Robert: Oh, really?
  • Me: Fire up the disco ball, baby! Squeeze into some tight white pants and bring on the Bee Gees!
  • Robert: Sorry, but the only thing I’m likely to Boogie to is a Beethoven Scherzo.