“I have got the best present for the best woman. Ever. Seriously. You're awesome.”

Kelly tore off the paper and stared in confusion. “What is it?”

“An eight-track!”

“A what?”

“It’s like, the great-grandfather of the iPod.”

“So I can’t listen to it.”

“Nooo, uh, but it’s by… da DA! The Partridge family!”

“…”

“Get it? Partridge? A partridge in a pear tree?”