“Yeah, I get to take Sam and Julia out for dinner tonight. Their mom is having like twenty people over for a Passover seder.”

“A what?”

“A seder.”

“A satyr?”

“Yeah, a seder. You know what Passover is, right?”

“Yeah, but I’m envisioning like a goat-legged rabbi…”

“…no, no — not a satyr, a seder. Seder, as in S-E-D-E-R.”

“Oh, right.”