Mind reader

The boys are having breakfast.  I am in the kitchen toasting some croissants, and can hear B saying something to me in the next room.  I can’t make out what he is saying, so I ask him to say it again.  After several attempts to communicate his request, B decides to come see me in the kitchen.

B, walking into the kitchen — Oh… never mind.  I was going to ask you to toast a croissant for me, and here you are, making it!



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