Teacher's Pet
Well, two could play this game.
“Very good, Akira!” Mom praised me enthusiastically and then turned to dad. “If your scrutiny is over Dmitri, can we go unpack? I’m hungry, and where on Earth is Eva?”
“Almost done, honey.” He turned back to me again, looking at me like the police would a potential criminal. I resisted the urge to squirm. He was a very intimidating man. “And what is the coolant used in a nuclear reactor?”
Now that, I had serious confusions about. “Umm… graphite?”