Phone rings.
Robby brings it to me because I'm rocking and rolling in my kitchen getting my lunch lady on.
Me: Hello?
Dr. Punkin: Whatchu doing?
Me: (WITH THROWED OFF LOOK ON MY FACE!!!!!) Um...cooking.
Dr. Punkin: Whatchu cooking?
Me: Punkin...I'm going to hang up now before I come upstairs and choke you with your headscarf.
SIP: Imma fight her.