Listening intently

"You know, I was thinking of painting the ceiling purple," she said from the kitchen.

"Uh-huh," he murmured.

"Also, I signed us up for a mission to Mars. We leave next Tuesday."

"Sure, sure," he nodded.

"Oh, and I invited the Queen over for tea tomorrow. Hope that’s alright."

"Yeah, absolutely," he said, never taking his hands off the controller.