[The context: Drew is watching Night Gallery and playing the guitar and I have headphones on and am watching Downton Abbey. Because he can’t stand to see me enjoying myself, he keeps periodically fucking with my laptop by smashing random keys in the hopes of pausing, fast forwarding, or rewinding the video.]
Me: STOP IT STOP IT THEY ARE ABOUT TO TALK ABOUT LADY SYBIL AND SHE IS MY FAVORITE LADY.
Drew: I thought your favorite lady was Mr. Lady.
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