Toyless in the Tub

My 5-year-old was toyless in the tub last night when he called me in, not unlike a CEO summoning their assistant over an intercom. I walked in and asked him, "What's up?" He took a moment to assess his situation then, with the methodical seriousness of a surgeon asking for tools, he said, "I need ... a car ... and ... a duck." So I reached into the bag of tub toys, gave him what he was asking for and then turned to leave, but then he yelled, "Stop!" I slowly turned towards him. He paused dramatically and then said, " ... and the shark." Sh!t just got real.