[She snorted, her lips twitching the barest amount at the sight of his faint grin; she recognized his efforts and was happy enough to try to play along.]
I didn't mind that so much, but I hated the way he'd use up the milk for his mashed potatoes.
[Not that she didn't like mashed potatoes, but she liked milk more; running out was guaranteed to put her in a foul mood.]
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I didn't mind that so much, but I hated the way he'd use up the milk for his mashed potatoes.
[Not that she didn't like mashed potatoes, but she liked milk more; running out was guaranteed to put her in a foul mood.]