"You acknowledged that you cohabitate with a chess set that plays itself."
A beat.
"Herself."
A second beat.
"Themselves?"
He waves a hand.
"I figured we could drop the pretense and quit lying to you, sir."
A beat.
"Herself."
A second beat.
"Themselves?"
He waves a hand.
"I figured we could drop the pretense and quit lying to you, sir."