Scene: Kitchen, early evening amidst post birthday party debris.
Me: That was nice, wasn’t it?
Cap’n: It was. Very.
Contented sighs emanate from both parties
Me: The food went down well.
Cap’n: It did.
Me: Especially the chocolate coated strawberries.
More contented sighs
Me: D’you know what?
Cap’n: No, what?
Me: I really fancy some chocolate. Shall we eat the leftover dipping chocolate? It’s in the fridge.
Cap’n: Ah. I didn’t think you still wanted it …
Didn’t. Think. I. Still. Wanted. It. That would be CHOCOLATE we’re talking about, yes? The CHOCOLATE I was prepared to share. And yet he still lives …