Teacher, exasperatedly: "Why must you talk so much? You are talking all the time! I am teaching class, right now."
Fay: "Teacher. It is simple." She gave a dramatic pause, with a gesture of placing the palm of her hand at her collarbone. Enunciating clearly: "We are girls."
The other girls nod.
Ah. That explains it, then. Some things never change.
[daily log: walking, 5 km]