Deb sits down next to you at the table, and places your milk next to you. As you glance over at it, you are in shock that it is in a baby bottle!
"What is this! The bib is one thing, but I am not a baby and will not be drinking milk out of a bottle!" You yell.
Deb gives you a slap behind your head and says "You will do as I say. Now you agreed to eat before you leave and you will finish every last bit of this"
You bring the bottle to your mouth and gulp down some of the milk...
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