Snippets of Rebecca's evening...

When my sister came home from work today...
Sara: Perhaps I bought you a present because you did my laundry yesterday.
Me: Did you?
Sara: Perhaps.
Me: Well, either you did or you didn’t.
Sara: Perhaps it’s in the kitchen and you have to go g–
I shove Sara out of the way and run to the kitchen. She has bought me a bag of Cheeto’s, which I finish in about five hours.

A little while ago, after I hid my face with a book when I saw a bug flying around the room...
Sara: You look like a Jewish person when the Nazis are coming.
Me: What did you just say?
Sara: I said you look like a Jewish person when the Nazis are coming, like, "Maybe if I put this book over my face, they won’t know I’m a Jew."
Me: I can’t believe you just said that. You know you’re a terrible person? But you did buy me Cheeto’s, so it’s okay.