Beren clutches mom's sleeve in Blockbuster . . .
Beren: Did someone say my name?
Mom: No, I don't think so. Did you hear someone say it?
Beren: (in confidential tones) It's coming from inside my nose.
Mom: (Chortle, guffaw, chuckle etc.)
Later on that evening . . .
Mom: Is there still someone talking inside your nose?
Beren: (with great disdain) No Mom! That only happens about once a week.