She's got his number

CC's birthday was recently and it became apparent that she was well aware of her special status.

One evening, B came running in, all distressed. "CC says if I don't let her pick what to watch on TV first in the morning, she's going to give all my stuff to Goodwill. Can she do that?"

I can't believe he thought she might be able to follow through on that one.

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