So, this happened the other day. However, I think about it every time I need a spoon at work.
Will: Where's the silverware?
Dad: In that drawer.
Dad: You know... the guy who used to own that is... dead.
Will pauses before picking up a spoon.
Will: Did he... did he die while using this?
Motions to the silverware
Dad: Oh... no. He died in a horsing accident.