Father: She called it Saryx.
Hevej: Ooh, what a sssarxy name.
Father: ...actually, the Y comes before the X.
Hevej: No...its W, X, Y, and Z...and you call yourself the intelligent one.
Father: Yeah, well, I was reciting backwards.
Hevej: There's no Y or X in backwards...
Father: When did you become a dictionary?
Hevej: Ha! *pause* I looted one from a nursery cruise ship.
Father: They still have those?
Hevej: Yeah. I got some very cute rattles too. They come in at quite a price on the baby-blue market.
Father: Oh...interesting. Anything else from that sells well?
Hevej: I could sell you some infants at half price. Boy and girl, or girl and boy. or both.
Father: ...What were you doing on a nursary ship???
Hevej: Looking for a nanny.
Father: Are you having a kid I don't know about, or-
Hevej: Heck, no! A nanny for me!
Father: ...you need a nanny?
Hevej: Remember the sssarxy nanny you used to have for your twins?
Father: Actually, the Y comes before the X.