(scene opens in post holiday dining room)
(Husband and Carrot existing)
Gamma: (hotly) You know what mom? I want cranberry sauce. And I want it now!
Me: (sigh) Sure. Go ahead. Why are you so angry?
Gamma: (savagely) Because I like it!
Husband: (faint laughter) God help her first boyfriend.
Me: (resigned) It’ll probably be for the best.