"Uh... it's a movie set."

You remember when they were filming a horror movie down in my garage? It isn't in the front of my mind either when I go downstairs to unlock the garage door from the inside to let in the guys who take down my storm windows and put up the screens. With the door open, I see there's a weird, low cot with ropes and chains padlocked across it. I'm all please don't think we torture people here.