Renatta blinked, staring at the quarter. "What?" She looked at the quarter strangely, but she reached out and took it from his hand. She turned it over in her palm, examining it with confusion. "Okay... I'm holding a quarter… What exactly am I supposed to be seeing here?"
"Is it metal?" Renan asked.
"What? Yes, of course it's metal, it's a coin. Renan, what are you getting at?"
"Just trust me for a moment," Renan said. "I'm going somewhere with this. Can you try to bend it?"
Renatta stared at him. "Bend it? Renan, it's a coin. A metal coin. I can't bend metal with my bare hands."
"I know it seems strange, but just try. Please."
Renatta's expression clearly said she thought her son had lost his mind, but she complied. She gripped the quarter with both hands, and applied pressure. As expected, nothing happened. The coin remained perfectly rigid, completely unbending.
"See?" she said, holding it up. "It's impossible. It's metal. Now can you please tell me what this is about?"
