Breakfast is LATE!

EVA:  There you are!  WHERE-HAVE-YOU-BEEN?!!  Our breakfast is LATE!  We’ve been starving for hours and hours!!

R:  EVA, don’t shout at me.  I know you’re hungry but I had to stay with a sick kitty all night.

EVA:  Oh.  Well, in that case…

No. No.  On second thought, YOU need to keep better track of the time.  We’re supposed to have coffee together and read my newsletters on Sunday mornings.

R:  First of all you don’t drink coffee.  Secondly, I’m only a half-hour late.  And third, I brought you a new jingle ball…

EVA:  Well it feels like it’s been days.  And just listen to how loud our tummies are growling!

R:  Nice try. That’s an airplane flying overhead.  And if you don’t want your new toy…

EVA:  Wait-I didn’t say I don’t want it.  I’ll check it out—while you make our breakfast.  After all, I wouldn’t want to hurt your feelings…

[jingle jingle jingle jingle]

R:  I think you should look on the bright side, Eva.  You probably had my pillow all to yourself last night.

EVA:  So I did-and you keep forgetting-it’s MY pillow.  Breakfast.  Now.  Please.

[jingle jingle jingle...]

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