Read My Mind, Don’t Speak Yours

(I have been reading a book. My dad has come into the room silently, and when I look up I see him. I am in my twenties.)

Me: “Oh! Where did you come from?”

Dad: “Well, when a mummy and a daddy love each other very much…”

Me: “Why are you here?”

Dad: “Well, that’s a very deep philosophical question…”