Carrots, beans and corn...

Lewis is very... strange.
     She's the sister with curly red-brown hair in ringlets that looks like a lions mane, but she always calls herself a Liger because she's obsessed with tigers--just a bit of background on Lewis.
     We're sitting here watching X-files (great show, by the way), the episode called Miracle Man--but that's not the point. As we're sitting there she asks me: "Can you pause it?"
     "Why?"
     "I'm gonna go make some carrots."
     "Make some carrots? Why?"
     "'Cause I want some. You want some?"
     "...yeah?" I said uncertainly. I paused it and she ran upstairs to warm-up some of those carrots in a can. When she came back, we split the carrots and went back to watching.
     Five minutes later: "Can you pause it?"
     "Why?"
     "I'm gonna go make some beans."
     "What is it with you?" I asked, laughing, "You're so weird! First carrots, now beans..." next she's going to make corn, I thought, mostly sarcastically--knowing Lewis, it was a possibility.
     "You want some?" she asked, so I shrugged.
     "Sure?"
     She made some beans and came back, we split them and I hit play and we went back to watching. The episode ended, leaving me feeling rather depressed, and Lewis says: "Okay, I'll watch another one with you--"
     I cut her off, "You're gonna go make some corn?" I asked mockingly, mostly kidding.
     She went all wide-eyed and made a little puppy dog face, "How'd you know?"
     I burst in to laughter. "You're really going to make corn?" I asked, and she nodded, her lips in a pout.
     "I just want some corn! You want some?"
     "Yes?"
     She took the bowls upstairs, and two minutes later, a hear glass shattering and her exclamation of: "Gosh dang it! Not again! I just wanted to make some corn!"
     That's the third glass thing she's broken this week. Oh, Lewis.
-Anevay