I'm awaiting my next swishing for upsetting my cup at breakfast in your defence, so I hardly think I deserve any pi-jaw from you, do I ?" "Oh, I'm not at all pi, I assure you," Avery said.

"And if it was done for my sake, I'm quite grateful, though I wish you hadn't." Julian grinned at her, and she proceeded.
"I don't think you need wait any longer for the swishing.

Your father has decided, I understand, not to carry the matter any further." Julian opened his eyes wide.

"What?
You've been at him, have you ?" Avery smiled even while she sighed.
"Oh, I'm no good, Julian.

I only make things worse when I interfere.