"Hey, hey, HEY!" I shout, in an attempt to get his attention before he drops the envelope.
Finally, he turns toward me, "WHAT?!"
"What is that?" I ask
"It's an EMPTY ENVELOPE," he says, with much derision.
Leaving aside why he feels the need to remove a perfectly good envelope from a drawer and throw it away when there are like 18 empty packets of fruit snacks lying around, I say, "Oh. Okay. It's just that it looks like the envelope of Owen first haircut, labelled, 'Owen's first haircut.'"
Chris looks again. Then carries it back to the drawer.
"Well it shouldn't be in there anyway."