“Yes, I did.”
“What did you see?”
“I saw that.”
“What?”
“You shut up.”
“David shot it,” I summed up, “and Oliver knew its name, but I ate it. Do you remember how hungry I was?”
“Rather!” said David.
“I cooked it,” said Oliver.
“It was served up on toast,” I reminded them.
“I toasted it,” said David.