We had dinner at the house of Rama's Papi. Post-dinner, Rama and I were just playing. After a while, I said, "Wait, I have to help your Papi clean up." She agreed, "Ok, we'll help." So we made our way to the kitchen. At that point, her dad piped in, "Rama, I just need you to finish the milk."
Rama to me: "Di ba, you wanted to help Papi? Drink my milk."