Her: One box for your parents, one box for your brothers. I will take the rest and run off to a corner to eat.
Me: What?!
Her: There are three boxes of durians mah.
Me: *thinking: as if that statement explains everything*
(...)
Mother: Jason, can you put two boxes into the fridge? Geraldine, you take one box to eat lah.
Her: *smiles at me, so i have an instant impression of how a cat looks like when it corners a rat or mouse*
Me: *rolls eyes*
I don't call her Durian Monster for nothing. :p