"Where's my tea?" she said. "You said you were making me tea!"
"Its on the coffee table!" he said. "Nice and hot a fresh and steaming! It's right next to you! Where I put it five minutes ago when I brought it to you!"
"Well," she said, "you obviously didn't bring it to me with enough pomp and ceremony!"
"HAH!" he yelled, starting to stalk up to her. "I hereby sentence you to punishment by the TICKLE MONSTER!"
"AAAARGH!" she screamed, and ran.