But then, as I was starting up the car afterward, I looked down at my hands.
Then at the little red bag that is my constant companion*.
I think that little blue guy might be the leader.
* Except when I leave it hanging off the back of my chair at the restaurant where I have just eaten, and have to return sheepishly to retrieve it the next day. This happens more frequently that I would like to admit, lending credence to the possiblity that my apes are, in fact, smarter than I am.