“So, Kristen, sweetie, how was college?”
“Tremendous.”
“Something enjoyable occur?”
“No.”
“Are you trying ahead to your social gathering this weekend?”
“I suppose.”
“Aw, c’mon, it is your sixteenth birthday! This can be a massive deal! How about I order you a pleasant frilly pink cake with a lot of ribbons and bows and puppies on it? Huh? Would you want that?”
“MOTHER.”
“What?”
“NO.”
“Nicely, what sort of cake do you WANT me to order, then? Simply inform me!”
“One thing to speak the utter futility of recent existence.”
“….”
“And NO BOWS.”
“Er… So that you need like a cranium and crossbones or one thing?”
“Simply the cranium.”
“Proper. Er…okay! Nice! We’ll simply work in a enjoyable pirate theme!”
“No matter.”
