A young boy staring into the eyes of his gorgeous 6th grade teacher.
Ms. Igler: Derezion!, what was the last thing I said?
Derezion: I wasn’t paying attention.
# a little later on, I rush to her desk as the class is leaving for recess or something.
Derezion: Did what you say even make sense?
Ms. Igler: (smiling) I don’t even know!