“You’re late. Where were you?” asked his father.
“I was with my friend Jessica.” he replied.
“Doing what?” his dad asked again.
“We were just studying, Dad.” replied the boy.
The father glared at him skeptically. Wanting to change the subject, the boy picked up a snack off the kitchen table and took a bite. “Wow, these fish cakes are delicious!” said the boy.
Dad replied with a smirk: “Wash your hands, son. Those are donuts.”