Primo: I have to sleep in here. I can’t stay in the spare room again. My back is killing me from last night. All that’s in that room is an old sofa and it’s not comfortable. Please let me stay.
Me: As long as you sneak out when your mom and dad aren’t watching in the morning.
Primo: They wouldn’t care! Now you’re being a hypocrite.
Me: That’s not it. I just don’t think I could take their smugness.
Primo: My dad does love to be right.