A surrealist telephone conversation
Dad: Hello. You know he’s left then?
Me: No (do not mention I cannot see into alternate realities (yet))
Dad: Did he leave some bananas here?
Me: I don’t know (see alternate realities: bunch of bananas section)
Dad: Well, if not, that means we have a mysterious banana leaver coming in here… and… leaving bananas…
Me: Do you want to take them then? (give me a break – I’m working with what I’ve got)
Dad: No I don’t want bananas! (*with feeling* I knew he didn’t like melon much, but I had no idea about this banana hatred)
Me: Dad, this is a rather surreal conversation y’know
Dad: *laughs* I suppose it is. Ok, well see you soon *slams phone down as per familial MO*
There was a brief interlude about wardrobes, but that would just confuse matters further.