it's amazing the number of people in the world who can't grasp the concept of looking for a coat where all the other coats are kept. wax gets confused by the need to look for her socks in her own sock drawer, for instance. my mom used to accuse my dad of "hiding" books in the bookshelves, or food in the pantry. (she'd call him at work in the middle of the day: "where did you hide the flour?" "the flour?" "it's not where it goes!" "the all-purpose flour?" "yes!" "did you look in the cabinet with the wheat flour, the sugar, and the rice, where we've been keeping it for the past few years?" "you mean that one by the sink?" "yes. that one." "there it is! why did you put it THERE?")

man, ohno totally would. and then nino would be like, "the closet only has one door, and it's not that big" - maybe not immediately. eventually. and ohno would be like "aaaah, yeah."