So, my eleven year old son brings a friend over for lunch. I cook their lunch, call them to the kitchen and he goes “mom, can you leave us alone?”
I feel like a waitress being dismissed at the private room of a fancy restaurant. “Can you give us some privacy, please?”
Except, my son doesn’t even say please. He’s just trying to get rid of his embarrassing mom. I mean, it’s lunchtime, the food’s in the kitchen, where exactly do you want me to go?
