Chase: Dad, can you get me something out of the treat bin?
Tim: Its almost time for dinner.
Chase: But I miss you when you are working and if you got me a treat I could think of you and make this face...*makes pleasant smiling face*
Tim: :blink:blink: *seems to contemplate*
Chase: *holding pleasant smiling face while sensing weakness*
Dana: You know he is tricking you, right?
Chase: *glances at Dana and then saunters off*
Tim: I swear I knew that, but the face.....
Dana: It's like you just met him.