Paul: "You have been singing that ridiculous song in your head for the last 24 hours, young lady. Do stop."
Me: "What is this 'young lady' nonsense? I'm almost as old as you are."
Paul: "When you bounce around like a hyperactive kitten and sing sixties songs, you are 'young lady,' not 'Madame.'
Me: "Oh. Okay." *continues to sing*
Paul: *grumbles under his breath* "I wonder if I could feed that healer of hers to the thestrals?"
Me, delighted: "You're even more fun to annoy than Aerden is!"