Primo: Jack, the kids, and I went to the beach last night and scattered the ashes.
Me: How did it go?
Primo: It was the same place we had scattered Nancy's ashes. We called Ted and he was really nice.
Me: Good. It's about time.
Primo: I am cooking breakfast now.
Me: What are you having?
Me: I was just working on the Bad Bacon Eater scene in my book!
Primo: So this is a fitting end - this is the last meal I will have in this house and it's bacon.