*at lunch*

Me: *turns to Michaela* Hey Michaela, do you want a tomato?

Michaela: *slowly turns to me* Tomatoes are the food of Satan.

Me: Um...so do you want one?

Michaela: *grabs the tomato and forcefully chews it, making eye contact the entire time*

Me: What i wrong with you today?

Michaela: I'm in a very weird mood.

Michelle: Yeah, she's scaring me.

Kaitlyn: Well, she just did eat a food of Satan.

Me: *puts head in hands and sighs* Why am I the only sane one at this table.

Kaitlyn, Michelle, and Michaela: *all turn to me* YOU AREN'T SANE!"