I think I'm safe from the "white coats." This morning, while Dan and I were both quietly working at our computers, in different rooms of the house, Quint delivered his two-line soliloquy: "Chirp. Good boy." I wasn't going to humiliate myself by asking, "Did you hear that?" and having Dan reply, once again, "No." But to my surprise, Dan called out from the other room, "I heard it!" That just made my day.