Me: Dammit they put cheese on my burger. I specifically asked for no cheese.
MTG: Just scrap it off.
Me: I am. (fussing while getting cheese on my fingers)
MTG: Hmmm...I'm marrying the only man in the world that thinks cheese on a burger is unholy.
Me: It is, nasty stuff.
MTG: But you eat it on other things. What's the difference?
Me: It's just nasty. Ick!! Don't be knockin' my preferences. I don't tell you you're weird cause you put ketchup on your eggs.
MTG rolls her eyes and finishes eating her left overs from last night.
Me: I can't believe you took those left overs.
MTG: There's plenty of food here.
Me: You crazy. That piece of chicken is barely bigger than a chicken nugget, and what, I count literally 6 sauteed spinach leaves. I can eat that with one bite. All of it.
Me: Want a bite of my tasty burger. Yum, yum.
MTG: Okay fine.
MTG takes a tiny nibble.
Me: That's it?
MTG: Look buster. If I even gain one pound before Saturday, I'll kill you. (She says while pinching my neck.)
Me: Challenge accepted. Muahahahahahahahaha!!! (evil laugh)