Max to Mama: Donald Pink is at my next house. He lives there. You can go and see him. Mama: Thanks. Who is Donald Pink? Max: He's my friend. He has hair, you know? Mama: Pink hair? Max: No, Mama. Mama: Why is he called Donald Pink? Max: Sorry, I can't talk about it. Mama: Why? Max: He's named my next cousin. Mama: So why is he called Donald Pink? Is he pink? Max: No. Mama: Does he wear a lot of pink? Max: He doesn't. Mama: So why is he called Donald Pink? Max: He isn't called that. Mama: I ... I don't really know where to take this conversation from here. Max: Yeah.