A: I interrupt my blogging silence to bring …
D: A quiz?
A: A quiz.
D: Why do you do this to me, A?
A: Because quizzes are how I spent my adolescence, D. Deal with it. You had your mind massaged by the great Druids of your time, I had quizzes in Seventeen.
D: . . .
A: You picked me, remember?
D: (Sigh). Enjoy the quiz, all and before A is carried away – goodnight!