Things you don’t want to hear your husband say about your car

“What noise? I don’t hear any noise.”
And…
“I don’t know what that noise is.”
Followed by…
“How do you get a mouse out of a fender?”
Followed by…
“Maybe it’s a snake.”
At that point I said something non-family friendly and went inside to google houses for sale in large urban areas.
Luckily I had already gotten back out from underneath the car, where I had been helpfully peering at the undercarriage, or I would probably have seriously hurt myself in my haste.
When I next looked up from my computer, both my husband and my car were gone. I hope they both survive the ride.