"Philadelphia? Say it like that?"
"Mm."
"Fil ah del fia."
"No."
"Fill a dell fia."
"No. It's like, 'Philadelphia."
"Philadel. Fia."
"Close enough."
"Why are we going to Fill a dell fia?"
"That's where mommy is."
"Getting her new heart."
"Yes."
"Does Philadelphia have a middle name?"
"What?"
"Like me. I have a middle name."
"Well, no. Cities don't quite work the same. I guess you could say it has other names, though."
"Like what?"
"The City of Brotherly Love."
"I love that name. Philadelphia has great names. Are there any other names?"
"Mm. I can think of one."
"What is it?"
"Philly."
"Philly?!"
"Yes. Philly."
"That's a silly name. Silly Philly."
"Could you quiet down a little?"
"I love that mommy's new heart is coming from such a great city. Don't you?"
"Yes. I'm very happy about it."
"Fill a dell fia. My mom has a heart from Fill a dell fia."
"Mmhm.
"Daddy?"
"Mm?"
"Where is this heart coming from?"
"Well. Someone else had to give up their heart."
"They don't need it?"
"Well. Mommy needs it more than they do, now."
"Do they have two hearts?"
"No. Just the one."
"Oh, someone else will give them their heart."
"No, it's not quite like that."
"Well then that was very kind of them to do."
"Yes. We are very grateful for them."
"Philadelphia. What a great city. Fill a dell fia..."
