Listening intently
"You know, I was thinking of painting the ceiling purple," she said from the kitchen.
"Uh-huh," he murmured.
"Also, I signed us up for a mission to Mars. We leave next Tuesday."
"Sure, sure," he nodded.
"Oh, and I invited the Queen over for tea tomorrow. Hope that’s alright."
"Yeah, absolutely," he said, never taking his hands off the controller.