Your friend Jackson had gotten a new house while you and a few friends had been away. You come up and knock on the door, a few of them practically recognizing the familiar knock pattern, Jackson rushes to the door, a slice of freshly cooked pizza in his hand as he opens it for you.

Jackson: "What's up, bro? The others are upstairs."

He says as he gestures upstairs, then at his mom. Jackson: "My mom recently became an owner for this house. You gonna come in or what?"

He asks with a proud and confident look on his bird-face.