"Sissy, try this one. I made a chocolate cake."

Nancy offered me a slice of cake.

"Wow! You can bake?" I asked her smiling.

She was about to answer, but her brother answered for her.

"Yes, she can bake. At least she knows how to bake because she can't even cook a fried egg."

"Argh! I hate you, Gabriel! Get out of here!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.  "If you can't comment something nice, get your ass out of here!"

"Ohh, but what I said was true. ...