Amanda: "Hey Adrian, taste this salsa I made and tell me what it needs."

Adrian: Picks a chip out of the bag and pretends to dip it in the fresh salsa.  "Mmmmm mmmmm!"

Amanda: "Oh fine!  You don't have to try it!"

Adrian: "I was kidding.  Come back here, let me try it."  Gets a new chip and really dips it this time.  "There's cilantro in this, huh?"

Amanda: "Yeah."

Adrian: "...I'm good 8).  Anyway, this isn't salsa, it's pico (de gallo).  Ditch the cilantro and make the ingredients finer."

Amanda: "What do you mean it's pico?!"

Adrian: "I mean... it's good pico?"

Amanda: "All right, I'll go see if I can find my food processor."  Leaves the room. "But I can't get all the cilantro out..."

Adrian: Laughing "You're so immature!"

Amanda: mumbles to self "...you're immature."

Round 2: After coming up here and reading this:

Amanda: Laughing "We're idiots.  Anyway, I'm going back downstairs to clean, do you want me to leave these chips and the salsa?"

Adrian: "Nah..."

Amanda: "Fine.  You're not getting a steak tonight"

Adrian: :?