Mom: “Where are you meeting your friends?”
Me: “We’re going to Lola’s.”
Mom: “What is that?”
Me: “It’s that tapas bar on 7th.”
Caolinn: (stops texting for the first time in hours…) “What!? Why would you go there!? And why would you tell grandma you’re going there in front of me!? That’s disgusting!”
Me: “Ummm…huh?”
Caolinn: “A topless bar!”
Me: “Tapas, Caol…TAPAS!”
Caolinn: “Oh…is that dirty?”
Me: “Not even a little.”