Kelly: *whining endlessly and loudly about something…probably something her sister did*
Me: Good night, Kelly.
Kelly: You don’t even care. You don’t listen to me. You’re just: “Brush your teeth, take a shower, go to bed.” You don’t care about me at all.
Me: (remaining calm) Good night, Kelly.
Kelly: *still going on and on and on an on*
Dan: Come on, Kelly, let’s go.
*walking up the stairs*
Kelly: She’s so mean. I don’t even know why you like her.