P.: "So ... this is where you have class?"
Me: "Yup."
He looks around. Looks at the shelves of random objects.
P.: [in a grandiose tone, gesturing] "Are these props??"
[Basically showing me he knows the word.]
Me [deadpan]: "Yes, P. They're props."
P.: [another Master Thespus gesture] "But .... aren't you supposed to become them?"
Me: [howling. Could not stop laughing. Tears of laughter.] "What?? Become them? No, I'm not supposed to become my props ... hahahahahahaha"