Ms. BoxJam: We need to get some raking done...

BoxJam: What? You're crazy! The leaves haven't even fallen yet!

[[Ms. BoxJam walks away]]

[[Visible through a window, she walks toward a tree outside]]

[[She points at the tree]]

[[All the leaves fall off the tree en masse]]

[[BoxJam, outside, raking]]

BoxJam: I wonder if that's more of a "talky" thing or a "pointy" thing that makes it work...