Dad: Come on! As you got older, you found new outlets for some of your, shall we say, less kindly, takes on things. The way you discuss specific topics became trenchant; when asked if you prefer meringue topping or whipped cream, you look astonished and quoth ‘ Ice Cream please” in such a way that leaves no room for further opportunity to discuss it.
Xenia: My tastes have matured, and my perceptions tuned to a fine point. It’s apparent that I have the superior intellect!
Dad: Come on, Xenia! Let us know how you really feel about things!