This conversation actually happened. Well, I didn't memorize the exact words, but this is the essence.
I guess we're weird, but instead of normal endearments like "honey" or "sweetie" or "love" whatever it is that people call each other, we use "Mr./Mrs. Perkins".
And we also have lots of weird playful conversations, most of which make even less sense than this one.
It was Mr. Perkins's idea to have us drinking tea with our pinkies up. I showed him the drawing and said,
"Look, I gave you sideburns!"
"I wish I could grow sideburns," was his response.
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