"Singelton (f), would you mind if I leave the matter undecided, 'superpositional', instead of collapsing its flutteriness into a single point, a single answer? Thanks. And love that top, you look great in that color. Care to go for a walk after lunch?"
""Reification", no?" He paused and leaned forward, fixing her with his eyes, exposing chest hair underneath his creased white cotton shirt, half open already due to the balmy early evening Mediterranean air.