Me: So who would you most want to have over after school, besides Zach?
Ezra: Probably Sam*.
Me: I like Sam.
Ezra: You know what I like about him?
Me: What?
Ezra: 'Cause he's fat.
Me: ...Why do you like him because he's fat?
Ezra: That's not what I meant. I meant because he's a good friend.
(*name changed)