Manners are magic!
Her, rushing breathlessly into the room for no apparent reason whatsoever: Stand up!
Me: Uhh why?
Her: Just stand up!
Me: M, you know that's not how we ask for things. What's the magic word?
Her: [Thinks for a minute] Abracadabra!
Me: [hysterical laughing]
Her, genuinely confused: Abra-stand-up-cadabra?











