Dad: Will you be joining us for dinner?
Me: Depends. What’s for dinner?
Dad: Oh, just some brinjal sabji your Mom has made.
Me: Oh, then I’m definitely not coming home for dinner. I’ll eat and come.
Dad: Are you sure?
I didn’t go home for dinner. Ate some grub somewhere. Dad was already asleep when I did get home.
I just opened the fridge looking for something to munch on. Tonight’s main course was crab.