Michael was walking up the street when he saw Ned sitting in front of his own house. Ned looked discouraged as he sat slumped on the steps.
“Are you okay, Ned?” Michael asked.
“Complicated question,” Ned said. “I’m going to level with you. I’m not doing great.”
“What’s up?” Michael asked.
“My key doesn’t work in my door anymore,” Ned said. “I think my tenants changed the locks on me.”
“That’s illegal,” Michael said.
“Yeah, but so is housing a bunch of animals. I think the border collie is fine. But Mike the monkey and Gustav the bird are definitely not supposed to live in the city. I don’t know what a locksmith would say about a cat wearing a baseball cap either.”
“Well, can you just wait until they come outside?” Michael asked.
“They use the dog door.”
“Do you want me to talk to them?”
“Oh, this is all hypothetical,” Ned said. “There are no animals here. Do you know any locksmiths?”