And so the cycle continues
- Mama Ro: Hi there!
- me: Good morning!
- Mama Ro: I can't decide if I want to go downstairs and get my coffee myself or if I want to yell to your father to bring it up.
- me: I think we both know the answer to that.
- Mama Ro: He's usually pretty good about having it ready for me...
- me: You want me to go get it, don't you?
- Mama Ro: Yes. And make it that high test you brought me from New York.
- me: But he's downstairs! He'll know!
- Mama Ro, huffing: Just be sneaky about it.
