“Sweetie!”
“That’s what you said.”
“Daddy doesn’t use that kind of language.”
“Dad, yesterday when you were reading your newspaper…”
“Sweetie, Mr. Abbas had a tough job, and Daddy is not really qualified to judge whether he’s an asshole or not.”
“But that’s what you said.”
“Really. And what else did I say?” Bad move.
“You said that the privacy com-missioner will fry in hell if he thinks you’ll pay his wine bill. And you said that Tony Blair should join a boys’ choir and leave government to men who can stand up to George. And…”
“Sweetie, aren’t you going to be late for school?”
“Yes, Dad. But Dad.”
