[Note: Please, don't hurt me. I'll write about my trip later. I promise. Just don't hurt me. Please.]

Me: I brought some fruits from France. I'm bringing them to French class.
Evangeline: What kind of fruit?
Me: It's called "litchi". Looks like a baby pineapple, tastes like pineapple and pear mixed.
Evangeline: Are we going to eat it?
Me: No, you're just going to smell it.
Evangeline: That's not as much fun.
Me: I was being sarcastic.
Evangeline: Oh...