"The kid's a nut!" she shouted. "A complete fruit loop! Didn't you see what she wrote on the grocery list?"
Rosco looked down at the list expectantly. "ニンテンドー" he said. "Elixir of Truth. Two bottles of Mignon Ferro rat poison and a thing of cat food."
Marietta exploded out of her chair and paced angrily around across the floorboards. "A thing of cat food? Who says a thing of cat food? Nobody says a thing of cat food. And what's she doing with a thing of cat food when she doesn't even have a thing of cat?!"

He quickly stepped aside in an attempt to deter another eruption of cat-thing complaints. There were few things in this world that could work Marietta up out of her usual temperate apathy, and diction was on that list. While he could look at the list and immediately be drawn to the insertion of rat poison, DnD equipment, and unnecessary foreign language, she managed to focus on the word choice.

"What's Mig-non Fair-Oh?" he asked.
Marietta stopped pacing and looked sullenly out the window. "Well, that one was mine. Noah said he saw mouse droppings upstairs."
"Why does it sound like a French wine?"
She looked hurt. "It's organic."