"I'm sorry about that," I said. This apparently occasioned some confusion, because the man said, quite firmly, "It's not a 'that,' this is Frederick. Like in "Ted." You seen Ted? About a man, his lifelong childhood friend comes to life."
"No," I said. "I haven't seen it." He looked at me, astonished, and said, "It was for the Academy Awards last year. Ted. Lifelong friend." A full plot synopsis followed, with periodic reiterations wondering if I'd seen it, and increasing concern each time I said I hadn't. His voice getting louder as the rumble of the streetcar approached. He looked down at Frederick, and Frederick patted his own head again, and gave me a sort of teddy bear salute of endorsement. "I'll look for it," I said. "You and Frederick have a nice day." And I got on the streetcar.