A look at the chaos that Miles introduces to this house every day. No one told him to do anything with this baggie. No one told him to throw it away. No one told him to put something in it. No one told him to put it anywhere in particular. And Miles, of his own free will, does this:
Look at this. This isn’t a work of careless abandon. The bag was meticulously placed in the exact center of this part of the table, at a perfect 90 degree angle. And why there? Who would ever think to tell him NOT to put a Ziploc bag there? This is the cold precision of an absolute psychopath.
The Perils (& Pride) of Paternity 