You can't do anything with a city girl.

Glenda, my schoolteacher friend, came by today with a bagful of pods.

"What are these?" I asked. "They look like sugar peas."

"I thought you liked these. I brought you some last year. You said you loved them."

"But what are they?"

"Look here." She popped one open. "They're baby butterbeans."

"Oh, you brought them shelled last year. I didn't know what they look like in the pod."