…after bursting through the door from school:

"Can I go to the synagogue and play Ultimate Frisbee?"

Er…sure.  At least until sundown. I guess…

Update:

Turns out it’s the school’s Ultimate Frisbee Club, and it meets on the big grassy plain in front of the synagogue. She’s psyched. She scored at least one touchdown. She was the only girl. Lesson: it pays to have big brothers.