Baseball in the Living Room

I walk into the Living Room. You know the room that you try to keep clean and nice for company. The room that you put the slightly more breakable things in. I see Alex with his light saber drawn, Spencer with his light saber drawn and their cousin Sam with a ball in his hand. Of course I ask the obvious question, "Are you playing baseball in the living room." "No," Spencer says, "it is call something else." Okay let me rephrase the question "Are you hitting a ball with a light saber in the living room." "No," Alex says, "we haven't managed to hit it yet."