This is the kind of thing that happens at my house:
The kids are in the room with me. We're all watching television when the commercial starts. There is a fine-looking, almost-completely-naked man climbing out of silk sheets where a woman still sleeps. My attention is suddenly Completely Riveted on the television. The children are watching.
"Wait....wait...." I'm saying distractedly. "That's....that's........is that....is that Mendelssohn?" (What do you mean you weren't listening to the background music?)
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