So Aaron brought me roses for opening night. Beautiful melon colored roses - my very very favorite.
Kooka assumed they were for her, so Aaron slipped one into a vase for her.
Punk saw it - and asked where his was. "You want one?" Aaron asked. "You really want one?"
There was a pause, as Punk looked from the roses, to me to Aaron. "No," he says, "I'd rather just have the cash."
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Punk, you are a kid after my own heart. I've told Mr. Treats that if he ever wants to buy me roses, just give me the cash instead. Your dad was very sweet to buy your mom her favorites. Remember that someday...
Smart kid.
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