let them eat cake

The Girl walked into the kitchen, "Whatcha makin'?"
"Enchiladas. You might like them. Although, I don't know what you like anymore...or ever, " I said.
"I like bacon."
"No bacon in these."
"I like chocolate...I really like chocolate covered bacon."
"Sorry, not on the menu."
"I don't like cake."
"Am I the only one in this family who likes cake?"
"Monkey Boy likes cake."
"Monkey Boy likes frosting," I retorted.
"Well," she said slowly, "if you had cake I would eat it, especially if it had chocolate."
"No cake."
"Oh, but I would eat it. I don't think I like enchiladas."
Turns out she liked the enchiladas.