I was working in Eve’s office doing bookkeeping when Simon walked in.
     “Eve do you remember where you parked the car?” he asked.
     “Next to the baseball field?” Eve replied.
     “Nope, I just checked there. I think it’s been stolen.” Simon deduced.
Simon calls the police.
     “Yes I’d like to report a stolen car.”
     “What’s the license plate number?” the police ask.
     “I don’t know.”
     “You don’t know your license plate number?”
     “Hang on” Simon covers the receiver, “Eve do you know the license plate number?”
     “No.” Eve answers.
     Simon speaks into the phone “No. We don’t know.”
     “Well do you have the registration? The police ask.
     “Yes, it’s in the glove compartment.”
     “Could you describe the car?”
     “It’s a beige station wagon.”
     “What’s the make and model?”
     “I don’t know.” Simon answers.
     “Okay.” The police hang up.