Niece: R (that's my partner) cooks the best lasagne in the world.
Niece's father: That's good. What about your Mum's? It's pretty good. Isn't her's better?
Niece: No, R's is much, much better. I could not stop eating it.
Father: Best not tell your mother.
In his sober moments my brother can be very wise.
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