"Who's that?" she asks.

"That's what my great-great-grandfather would have looked like. He shot live pigeons. For sport."

"Okaaay."

"I found an article in a Pittsburgh newpaper from the turn of the century. He shot pigeons and apparently got into a few fights whenever he didn't like the outcome."

"So that's your great-great-grandfather?"

"No. It's just a picture of a random pigeon-shooter in the early 1900s."

"Why do you have a random picture of a guy shooting pigeons in the 1900s?"

"Have you learned nothing about your mother?"