Judy places the last piece of pot roast onto a serving tray.  She sets it on the table.  “Did you find that tool you were looking for?” she asks Sam.

“Sure did.  Right where I thought it was.  Okay, let’s eat.”

“Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Engels,” Bart says.  “This meal looks amazing.  Reminds me of my mother.  She was a great cook too.  Say, before we get started, where’s the restroom?  I’d like to wash up.”