Me: It’s cold out here.
Eva: It’s not cold! It’s hot!
Me: OK, Eva. Come on out of the car, It’s soaking wet out here.
Eva: It’s not wet! It’s dry!
Me: C’mon. Hurry up.
Eva: No, hurry DOWN!
Me: Eva, why do you have to argue with everything I say?
Eva: NOOO! I’M NOT ARGUING! …
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