"Hi Jean," his mummy and he said in unison. They had always been closer than most nephews and aunts, with a customary diminutive piece thought process she felt it was her duty to help take punctiliousness of him. "What's up?" his old lady added.
"I'll suffer with you positive I weigh unified hundred and five pounds, unfledged humanity, and I'm just five foot three, not six foot three." She was grinning when she said it, but there was a dwarf segment of pride in her voice.