unsurprised[long pause]
Dr. Mellow: Cookies.
Me: [from adjacent room] Where are all the cookies you bought the other day?
Dr. Mellow: I left them at the beach.
Me: Well, then... [probable eye-roll]
[pause]
Dr. Mellow: Cookies.
Me: OK, fine. I need to get some milk. Would you like to come with me to the store and get some cookies?
Dr. Mellow: No.
[pause]
Dr. Mellow: I want you to get me some cookies.
Me: [definite eye-roll]
[pause]
Me: You're sure you don't want to come with me and pick them out.
Dr. Mellow: Yes.
Me: You trust me to pick out cookies. [begins to wonder if anyone makes coconut-avocado cookies...]
[long pause]
Me: [walks into living room, ready to go]
Dr. Mellow: [hopeful] You're going to get me cookies? You don't have to.
Me: I need to get milk. It would be dumb to not get cookies while I'm at the cookie store.
Dr. Mellow: Yaaaaaaay!
Me: What kind of cookies do you want?
Dr. Mellow: Whatever.
Me: Why don't you just come with me and pick them out yourself? It'll be fun.
Dr. Mellow: I can't.
Me: Why not?
Dr. Mellow: I don't think they'll let me in.
Me: [puzzled] Why not?
Dr. Mellow: [sheepishly, from under blanket] I'm in my underwear.
Me: [looks around, confused] What happened to your pants?!?
