Waiting in line at the bank drive-through

Me: Can you grab me a pen out of the glove compartment?

Hubby: There’s no pen in here. One day we have a pen, then we don’t. Then I put another one in here, and then it’s gone.  I am utterly baffled at how you can lose so many pens.  And don’t even talk about buying another bulk package. We are going to locate those missing pens, they have to be around here somewhere. Where could they possibly go?

Me: I eat them.

Tasty, tasty pens.