It's all in a day's work

Boy: I think something's wrong with two of my fish. They're just like, floating there with their tails stuck together.

Me: No, they're fine. They're just enjoying a little afternoon ardor.

Boy: What?

Me: Just turn on a little Marvin Gay and give them a few minutes alone.

Boy: I don't get it.

Me: You know...they're doing the romance. Making babies. Getting their grooooove on.

Boy: You make everything so awkward.

My work here is done.