In the kitchen

N (fiddling with the cord to the blinds which has somehow gotten wrapped around the handle to the rice cooker): "What's going on here? How did this even happen?"

Me: I have no idea. I didn't do it.

N: Then who did it?

Me: ...I think it was a poltergeist.

N: That explains so much! When I ran out of clean buttondown shirts for work last week--poltergeist!

Me: (Nods solemnly in agreement)