Her Daddy Issues
The first time I attended my girlfriend Joyce's friend gathering, after a few rounds of drinks, her male best friend pulled her onto his lap.
With a cigarette dangling between his fingers, he grinned. "Call me daddy!"
Instead of getting offended, Joyce leaned into him, helpless but indulgent, and said, "Daddy."
I froze, scowling, but she waved me off without a care.
"It's just a joke! Lucius always never cared for the rules, and everyone knows we have a father-daughter vibe, okay? Don't get it all twisted, Henry! Aren't you a man?"
Lucius became even more provocative, throwing a smoke ring at me. "Yo, son-in-law! Aren't you going to bow to me? Come on, kneel and offer me a drink, and your dad's got your back!"
Everyone at the table burst into laughter as they waited to see me lose my temper and make a scene.
I just smiled, meeting Joyce's impatient gaze with an excited expression. "That's great! I like the way you think, so why don't you call me daddy too?"