Me: Lucy, what are you doing with your sausage?
Lucy: I have a strategy when it comes to sausage.
Me: Oh yeah? What’s that?
Lucy: (whispers) Small bites.
Joel: Lucy, just eat it.
Lucy: I am!
Me: How about you it like a normal person and not like a squirrel.
Lucy: (Angrily) I AM A SQUIRREL!!! I’m a magical squirrel! What’s wrong with that?!