SETTING: My "liberry" at the circ desk as a female patron approaches. I watch as she engages Ms. M's attention and proceeds to ask a question.
FEMALE PATRON— Um, do you have any... um, returns?
MS. M— (Without so much as a beat for consideration) Do you mean tax forms?
FEMALE PATRON— (Happily) Yeah!
MS. M— Just around the corner there. (Points just around the corner there.)
(The Female patron scurries away for her "returns.")
ME— (Looking in awe at Ms. M) Impressive! I would nehhhhver have gotten that one.
MS. M— Hmm?
ME— That patron asked for "returns" and you knew she meant tax forms. I would never have guessed that in a million!
(Ms. M smiles & shrugs as only someone whose inner English/Patronese dictionary is on overdrive can. I then step into the staff workroom to spread to Mrs. B the news of the amazing feat I have just witnessed. She too is suitably impressed.)