. . .

But even this joy cannot last forever. Eventually Jane catches on.
“Martin,” she says, “I cannot help noticing that you left the phone book open to ‘goat impersonators,’ with a phone number circled, and a nearby picture of our ‘goat.’”
“What an interesting observation!” Martin says.
The goat-impersonator bleats. It wanders about. It attempts to hide the evidence by eating the phone book.
This is a thing that it may not do.