B: I think I have Scarlett’s Fever.
Me: Do you mean Scarlet Fever, or did you actually meet a girl named Scarlet and catch her fever?
B: Whatever, honey. You know what I mean.
Me: I don’t. Why do you think you have Scarlet Fever? Do you have a sore throat? A bright red tongue?
B: What, dude? I’m antsy from being inside all day.
Me: . . .
B: You know, when people are inside for too long and they start to go crazy?
Me: DUDE, do you mean CABIN FEVER?
B: RIGHT! CABIN FEVER! I think I have that.