The Boy is cooking salmon. I want salmon.
Girl, tell The Boy to give me salmon. He says I can have some if I take it out of your share.
I’m so sleepy, Girl. Why are we at the desk? At least your scarf makes a good pillow.
Aah, the couch is much better.
I made salmon tonight. Fortunately, my cats hate my cooking.
The Boy is a pretty good cook. For dinner. He doesn’t open cans as well as I do for breakfast.
He can have all of my share.