K walks into bedroom with some milk in a breast pump. Pours the content into I's empty cup.
I : ( Eyes the milk suspicously. ) What's that?
K : It's milk. Very nice. Drink it, ok?
I : Eee, I don't want.
K leaves the room to wash the breast pump. K returns to the bedroom, pleasantly surprised that I's cup is empty.
K : ( Delightedly ) Oh, you finished the milk.
I : ( Without looking up from his toy ) No. I poured into your cup.
K : ... *duh*...
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