Laura’s making dinner, I pop in and say, “Is there anything I can do?” She looks at me and I can see the gears turning, so I add, “to help with dinner. I know there’s lots of things I could do, like, say, be a better person.”
“No,” she replies warmly, “you couldn’t be a better person.”
Silence.
“I’ll take that as a compliment while it’s still ambiguous.