Typical conversation at my house:

Him: "We had a visitor."
[My anxiety level instantly goes up because this is not usually good news because it's probably the bear, and it possibly wrecked something along the lines of breaking out an entire kitchen window. But it could have been as innocuous as a human visitor who came while I was gone. If it's bad news, I want it quickly.]

Me: "When?"

Him: "Last night."

Me: "Where?"

Him: [points in general direction of the front yard] - doesn't say anything

Me: "What? What was it? Where? Where was it? Come on Gary, just say what you're talking about."

It drives me nuts.

This is how I break this kind of news:
"The beaver was in the yard last night and cut down that aspen over there by the bridge."

All the pertinent facts in one sentence.