Fiona was upset to discover I'd taken one of her school pictures to work to put on my desk. Apparently she thought we'd be keeping them all locked away in a safe place. She didn't trust my nefarious motives.
Me: But I have to have a picture of you to show all my friends at work. I tell them all about you and this way they know who I'm talking about.
Fiona: Oh ok. (thinks about it) You can tell them I'm the crazy one with the pretty hair.
Me: Yep that's you.