"Do you only have one flavor of toothpaste?"
"Where's the laundry chute?"
"Is oatmeal supposed to be frothy?"
"Yes, don't have one, no and where did you get oatmeal?" the human responded, trying to process the fact she had demons for house-guests all week.
"Your neighbor had a whole sack of the stuff... It's tangy."
"Don't eat stuff out of mysterious sacks! Or steal from my neighbors!"
"So I should return these wallets?"
"Yes!"