(Scene opens in dim cluttered dinning room)
Me: (typing furiously on laptop)
Beta: (bounces into the room) Mom! I have a joke for you!
Me: (internal sigh) Shoot.
Beta: You have to look at me!
Me: (sags a little, looks up) Shoot.
Beta: (smugly, holds up fingers in a V) I’m a Roman and I’m ordering five beers!
Me: (raises eyebrows, hold up fingers in shape of an L) Fifty bucks? Really?
Beta: (confused) No, see I was…wait…what?
Me: The letter “V” stands for five but the letter “L” stands for fifty.
Beta: (pouts and tries not to smile) No fair, mom.
Me: I might have heard that one before.