Bella, with sadness - "My zebra's gone" (referring to her prune hands earned after a lengthy bath)
Out of nowhere - "WHAAAA-CHOO!" (awaits my reaction)
Oh, she's sitting in the laundry basket.
Bella - "Dragons eat the girl?"
Me - "No, Bella. Dragons are nice. They don't eat girls"
Bella with a hopeful tone - "Dragons eat the food?"
Me, ready for bed - "Yes, Bella. Dragons eat food."