Olivia: Dad, can I ask you a question?
Dad: You just did.
Olivia: I mean, can I ask you another question?
Dad: Ask away.
Olivia: Where do babies come from?
Dad: What? Where did you come up with that one?
Olivia: I don't know.
Dad: Let me tell you. That's for grown-ups to know. You're just a pipsqueak. You mind your own business and I'll tell you when you're a little older.
Olivia: Why can't you tell me now?
Dad: No comment.
Olivia: Dad, what does no comment mean?
Dad: That's confidential.
Olivia: Why is it confidential?
Dad: That's personal.
Olivia: Dad, just tell me.
Dad: Never you mind.
Olivia: But I want to know!
Dad: And I want to know why I can't get some peace and quiet in this house.
Olivia: Oh, Dad.
Dad: Don't "oh, Dad" me. Just wait and see. You'll get all the answers you want when you're older.
Olivia: But Dad, I want to know now. Where do babies come from?
Dad: I'm out of answers. Go ask your mother.
Olivia: I did. Mom said to ask you.
