I can hear it being quiet

It was a beautiful sunny day in Brooklyn…and we were on a mission. Milo and I were stalking the ice cream truck. It wasn’t appearing at its usual haunts, so we decided to broaden our search beyond the playground, and took a little walk. At one point, we stopped to listen for its telltale music and I said to Milo, “can you hear it?” To which he sagely replied:

“I can hear it being quiet”