"Abby?"

"Yeah McGee?"

"What are they?"

"Them? Oh, they're candle holders."

"Abby, they're shaped like baby heads."

"Yeah, aren't they awesome?"

"They're disembodied heads."

"Don't you just love the way the wax runs down their faces? It's like they've got some hideous disease."

"You are seriously disturbed."

"And you love it."

"But seriously, Abby, those things are..."

"Hinky?"

"Yeah. They're hinky."

"If they're bothering you that much, McGee, I'll put them away."

"Won't that leave us in the dark?"

"Or we could go into the bedroom. You won't see 'em in there."

"I'm sold."