Donna who sits behind me started babbling this morning about this odd movie she watched last night. She mentioned it was about these two girls who kill one of their mothers and they had imaginary playdoh friends.
I, of course, recognised the movie. I spin around and told her the name of the movie and proceeded to tell her about who directed it and everything I knew about it.
She of course looked at me like I had three heads. She said if anything was in "six degrees of Dominic Monaghan" I would know about it.
Then she call me scary obsessed or something like that and I turned around giggling.