Fiona was shaking her butt at Daphne so of coarse I gave it a friendly smack.
Me: It was Daphne!
Fiona: No it wasn't!
Me: No really! I saw it. She stood up and walked like three steps, held up both hands so it would be big like my hand, smacked your butt, ran back over, sat down, and pretended like she had no clue what had just happened.
Fiona: No! It was you!
Me: I can't get anything by you.