This conversation actually went on for about ten minutes or so, as we discussed the finer points of “air commas” and other visual grammar.  Also, some Renaissance Festival references that most people wouldn’t get, but are hilarious to us.  ;P  Of course, if she really wanted proof that the comma was there, she just needed to look at the first panel.  I mean, seriously, it’s right there in black and white!

And, yes, we have conversations like this all the time.  We revel in our weirdness.

I’m wearing a vintage-styled Batman shirt.  Why?  Because I’m Batman!  Except I don’t talk with gravel in my mouth.  ;P  Stacy’s wearing her new, sparkly, flowery purple shirt.  Kia’s sleeping in her car seat in the back, wearing an outfit that you’ve already seen before.  Trust me.