SH: The rest of the pretzel rolls are for me, right?
Me: What do you mean?
Another lovely shot of Rome taken by Pat's son, David.
SH: You had part of one this morning.
Me: So? There were four to start and two of us. Do the math, Mr Phi Beta Kappa.
SH: But you didn't have a roll with your brat last night and you aren't having a brat for lunch.
Me: I like pretzel rolls.
SH: But they're for the brats!
Me: They're for us.
SH: What am I supposed to eat with my brats?
Me: I dunno. You're smarter than I am. You figure it out.