"Quite."
“Have I ever told you of my exploits as a life guard in the 1960’s and my encounter with a ruffian who went by the nom-de-guerre of ‘Corn Pop’?”
“Why, no, Commander, I don’t believe I’ve ever heard...”
“Really?!? Well...! Let me begin by informing you first that Corn Pop was, in the parlance of the local youths in those days, a ‘bad dude’...”