yet more adventures with my grandmother

Me: zzz...zzz...zzz

Gma: Hey...hey. Let's go to dinner.

Me: Snurgle, rugh, ugh. It's 4:20 in the afternoon.

Gma: The restaurants will be crowded if we wait any longer.

Me: On a Thursday?

Gma: Where were you thinking you'd like to go?

Me: I wasn't because I was sleeping.

Gma: I know how you feel. I never get a wink of sleep if I wait too long to have dinner.

Me: Alright, alright, touche.

Then, at dinner:

Gma: So. The you were trying to make your hair look like that?

Me: Yes. How do you like it?

Gma: It's...(downward lilting) cute.

Me: Cute boyish or cute handsome?

Gma: It's...(downward lilting) cute. You know, you're lucky you still have enough hair to style it that way.

Me: Huh.