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...