Given the question "Why does the daughter not want to eat cereal for breakfast." and the answer "She has to prepare the milk.", write a conversation that might have happened.


Daughter: Dad, Dad. What's for breakfast?

Dad: [Dad mumbles something] Daughter: Dad? [What?]

Daughter: What's for breakfast?

Dad: Uh, there's a banana on the kitchen counter. Enjoy.

Daughter: Dad, that banana's all bruised, and it looks like the cat took a bite out of it last night ... Dad. Wake up.

Dad: Okay. Uh, there's some cereal in the cupboard. Help yourself.

Daughter: But there's no milk.

Dad: Well, just mix up some powered milk.

Daughter: Ah, no way. That stuff is nasty and warm. Come on, Dad.

Dad: Uh, okay. I guess I could make some pancakes.

Daughter: Uh, no. The last time you made pancakes, they were as hard as a rock. Even the dog wouldn't touch them.

Dad: That bad? [Yeah.] Alrigh. Wait! Why in the world are we having this conversation anyway? You're 19 years old. Make your own breakfast. I'm going back to bed.

Daughter: Because you love me ... plus you said that you'd make something for me if I cleaned the dishes last night.

Dad: Okay. How about some eggs and bacon? I can't go wrong there.

Daughter: Okay, but don't put any of that funny stuff in it ... you know, those weird mushrooms like you did last time.

Dad: Okay, okay. So, you want me to keep things simple, right?

Daughter: Exactly. But, please hurry. My friend is picking me up in a few minutes.

Dad: On a Saturday morning?

Daughter: Yeah. He's taking me fishing.

Dad: Fishing? Since when did you start liking fishing?

Daughter: Since Dirk gave me this ring! What do you think?

Dad: What? Wait. I'm not going to ask. Let me get breakfast on the table ... Then, we'll have a long chat.

Dad: Oh, he's here. I'll just take the $20 bill out of your wallet. I can buy breakfast on the way. Bye.

Dad: Oh, no!