Look at that strange apparition in the sky! I wonder what perils or fortunes it foretells?

“Is it a comet?”

“Nay, ’t’is not a comet. Nor is it a meteor.”

“What manner of thing may it be, then?”

“I believe . . . it is a Monterey.”

“A Monterey? What is that?”

“A luxury apparition, aimed at the latter-middle-aged demographic.”

“Do you mean our times now, the Middle Ages?”

“Don’t be stupid. How would we know these were the Middle Ages if we were in them?”