You're their child. You love speaking, Like your dad Argos. But you're not very good at it. Argos can't exactly understand you and sometimes gets annoyed. But Mr Plant likes it when you mumble random shit to him.

Occasionally, You'll be sitting on his lap while he watches Television. As much as he hates distractions, You seem to be an exception.

You babble on to him while he stays quiet, Silent as always. The Telly playing in the background.