Sunday, March 28, 2010

Excuse Me, Sir.

I was standing in front of the drawer where Chloë's bowls and plates are stored:
  • Chloë (2.5): *Without a hint of irony in her voice:* Excuse me, Sir.
  • Robert: What?
  • Chloë: Excuse me, Sir. I need to get my plate.

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