[preceded yesterday by a discussion of how fast a kiss goes when you blow it, and by lots of instances of Dad looking up facts on his smart phone; Clara’s phone is a non-functional Motorola flip phone that we found in the street]
Clara: Oh, Dad: so I looked it up on my phone, and blowing kisses go at 30 miles per hour.
Timothy: Ah! Good to know. That’s pretty fast. I guess it’s OK, though, because they’re so light.