This is the phone conversation I just had with TRQ.
TRQ: You know where we should go the next time I'm in Salt Lake?
TRQ: That cigar store.
Me: (surprised on several fronts--a) that she wants to go to a cigar store and b) that she also assumes I know which cigar store she means, as if she and I were having a previous conversation about cigar stores in Salt Lake that was interrupted, possibly by my father who wanted to know what he should do with the ironing he just finished) You want to go to a cigar store?
TRQ: Remember? That guy at the Cinegrill told us you could buy Sen sens there.
Sometimes . . . there are just no words.