You're over at your friend little Marco's house, and you want some pie! You're about to grab a slice until!

"Hey! wise guy! What're you doing with that pie there!"

"My house! My rules! And the rules say no pie before three thirty! And what time is it? Three twenty-four!!!"

"So no pie for you until three thirty!!! Got that?"

He says in an angry albeit squeaky voice, You'd normally be intimidated, but he IS three feet tall, so it's hard to be scared at a time like this.