Himself and I stopped at the big orange box store down the road apiece, next town over. (approx. 6 mi.)
"What's that going up?" he asked.
"Rumor has it, it's going to be a grocery store. Prissy told me The Mahket. I'm hoping it's a movie theater."
"Nope, doesn't look like a theater. Looks like a grocery store."
"Won't Ma love that."
"She ain't shopping here."