"Where did Hong-Bo go??" asked Frank.
"Oh you know, E.S.L." said George.
"No," shouted Suzy, "It's P.S.L!"
"It's E.S.L!" George said again.
"It is not. It's P.S.L.!" said Suzy, with authority.
George looked at her like a forty-year-old exhausted with the conversation. "It's ESL. It's English as a Second Language. If it was PSL it would be Penglish as a second language. And that is just silly."
And they both resumed their coloring.