*Dinner with your mother*
Your Mom breaks the awkward silence:
"So...how was your day? Besides that awkward...catch"
You grow red.
Your mom catches herself:
"I'm sorry honey, I don't want to make you feel embarrassed...How are your girlfriends going? Is there one you're flirting with?"
Clearly caught off guard, you try to muster up a reply (a lie):
"Yeah, of course, there's...euhm...Ka-kassandra"
You get the feeling your Mom easily sees through the lie, and cruelly decides to toy with you.
"Hmm! Ok! Guess you'll be bringing her here soon, yeah? I can't wait to meet the type of women you're into honey. I wonder what she looks like..."
"I tend to like brunettes..."
"Brunettes? Just like your Mother?"
"No! Euhm, well yes, but that's just a coincidence"
Your Mom keeps toying with you for the remainder of dinner until she lets you go do the dishes, while she goes to shower.