While in Washington, DC last week, Deanna, Dane, and I caught the Metro back to my niece's house from the Air and Space Museum. We had to change lines at the next station. Deanna and I were sitting facing each other, while Dane stood near us. The Conductor came over the P.A. System.
"Next stop - Pentagon. Exit on the left, please."
Deanna, confused by my facing her in the car, looked at me with a quizzical expression and asked,
"Which left?"
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