Alison: Let's go out to dinner Saturday night! Just us! It will be so fun!
Grandmother: I hate to eat out.
Alison: Well, let's eat at home then...what should we have?
Grandmother: Well, traditionally you eat baked beans on Saturday night.
Alison: Baked beans!?! With what?
Grandmother: A hot dog!
Alison: Really? I've never heard of this. Is that what you want Saturday night?
Grandmother: No.
Alison: Okay, want me to make something creative?
Grandmother: No.
Alison: Okay, well, we need to decide something to eat.
Grandmother: Well, there's always something good to eat around here.
Grandmother: I hate to eat out.
Alison: Well, let's eat at home then...what should we have?
Grandmother: Well, traditionally you eat baked beans on Saturday night.
Alison: Baked beans!?! With what?
Grandmother: A hot dog!
Alison: Really? I've never heard of this. Is that what you want Saturday night?
Grandmother: No.
Alison: Okay, want me to make something creative?
Grandmother: No.
Alison: Okay, well, we need to decide something to eat.
Grandmother: Well, there's always something good to eat around here.
Alison: Yes, but we need to decide what that is! It doesn't just appear!
Unless Dad is bringing dinner over! He apparently is the best chef and missed his calling! Grandmother always tells him he should open a restaurant in New York City! It will only serve '50s-style American dinners. Not sure how successful that will be, but Grandmother can think so!
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