This vignette recently took place in the back seat of my van, and it made me smile:

My son (“J”):   “Oh man, you should see this album cover that my mom has.  There’s this baby on it, and he’s totally naked, and he’s swimming after a dollar bill.” [the preceding conversation must have concerned either baby brothers, or general nakedness; I wasn’t really paying attention].
His friend (“A”) [emphatically, matter-of-factly]:  “Oh, I’ve seen that!  I know that band.  I know that band. They’re good.”
J:  “Yeah, I think it’s Nirvana.”
A:  “Yeah.  They are like, a really good band.”
J:  “Yeah, they are.”
[and…..scene.  The conversation likely then returned to either Minecraft, baseball, or hamburgers].