(excitedly) Really?! Oh, Dad, that would be amazing!
As Natasha moved to the living room to vacuum, the sound of the machine filled the air, and John went back to reading his newspaper, feeling proud of the responsible young woman his daughter was becoming.
(nodding, even though he couldn’t see her) Okay, Dad! I'll get right on it.
(smiling) That's the right attitude. By the way, I have some good news. Your mom and I were thinking, since you've been doing such a great job with your chores and your grades have been excellent... we might just plan that weekend getaway we were talking about.
(smiling to herself) I know, Dad. I don't want to get in trouble.