Wife: Oh, Stone Temple Pilots! [Hums along unobtrusively to a metaphorically offensive ditty]
Husband: I think they're touring again... [Rubs his open hand over his six o'clock shadow. Clears his throat.]
Wife: Are they back together? That Weiland character is all over the place. [Then, absentmindedly, to herself] Great hair, though...
Husband: This band always seemed to be missing something in my opinion.
Wife: You mean lyrically or musically? [Furrowing her brow, trying to recall the key terms for describing guitar riffs that she'd seen in Rolling Stone and Pitchfork reviews]
Husband: Yes, musically. I've never been able to nail down exactly what, however...[Furrowing his brow, trying to recall they key terms for describing guitar riffs that he'd seen in Rolling Stone and Pitchfork reviews]
Wife: I bet it was...cowbell?
Husband: Yes, yes. Cowbell. That's probably it.