Sophia shouts out from the bathroom, "Oh no! Where's the spider! The spider's gone!"
I expect her to scream and run out of the bathroom in fear of her life like she usually does, but she doesn't.
"I'm so sad! The spider's gone!"
"You're sad? I thought you were afraid of spiders."
"I am afraid of spiders, but I liked this spider. He was my friend. I named him Blacky. This was his home, and now he's gone."
"You named him what?"
"I named him Blacky."
"Blocky?"
"No, Blacky."
I bet you the spider left because of the sketchy name...