"Where've you been? You've been out drinking with Bob again, haven't you?"
"No, of course not. I haven't seen bob since he quit his job."
"Not that Bob! And don't try to change the subject.You know who I'm talking about. I know you and Bob are sneaking out to that strip bar."
"Oh. THAT Bob. No, he found Jesus."
"Don't be thick! I know damned well Bob's quit drinking. If I thought you were with that Bob I'd rest easy. I'll have you know I've hired a private detective to follow you."
"What's his name?"
"Bob."
"If he saw anything, he only saw me talking with Bob the smith about some new shoes for the horse."
"You're going to stand there and tell me you didn't go out drinking with John's son Bob?"
"Bob? John's son? Never heard of him."
