(I walk into Dave's office wearing the sweater I'm knitting on one shoulder, trailing a ball of yarn behind me.) (Okay, I forgot that it was still attached to the ball, I was just excited to be trying it on.)
Me: "See what I'm knitting??"
Dave: "What is that, a sweater?"
Me: "Yup."
Dave: "They have those in stores, you know." (Yes, and probably cheaper.) "Do you need some money?"