(in order for Bill to tell him if he is adopted or not, Bobby must schlep to a store 2 miles away to buy fertility biscuits because Bill likes the taste of them)
Bobby (panting): Here you go, Mr. Dauterive.
Bill: Only eight?
Bobby: Those cost $26!
Bill: Okay, Bobby. Ask your question.
Bobby: Mr. Dautrieve, am I adopted?
Bill: No. Now, I'll tell you your middle name if you get me a glass a milk.