What is that sound? (Glancing out at the dark.) I was trying to work out a frustrating computer problem and it was being distracting.
The wind had blown around a tray that had had seedlings in it (oh is that where it went) and the piece of plastic was being drummed on at the edge of the patio like the sky was tapping its fingers, demanding to be paid attention to because it was way more fun than what I was doing.
The rain was right.