Charles: Carrie, come here. You were really lonely while I was gone, weren't you? So lonely that you made up an imaginary friend. But now I'm home and we can all have lots of fun together.
Carrie: I had another present for you, but now it's gone.
Charles: Aw. What was it?
Charles: Licorice, that's my favorite! What happened to it?
Carrie: It was my favorite too. I ate it.