CatGirl to me, upon seeing a ratty teabag packet lying on the ottoman:
“Mom, why is there a Lipton teabag lying there?”
“Oh, it fell out of my tote–I keep an emergency teabag in the side pocket just in case of a tea emergency” [Note: it lives in the pocket along with a few tampons and a few squares of Moonstruck chocolate….]
“But Mom,…LIPTON?” She says, disgust evident in her voice as she raises her nose in the air and points to the offending teabag.
“I know, I know. It would have to be a true emergency for me to drink that vile stuff…”[Note to self: replace emergency teabag with half-way decent teabag ASAP]