Women. They were so moody. Ted blinked a few times at his daughter with her load of items, then shook his head, no.
"Ice cream?" he suggested, pulling out his wallet. He didn't want to get anything for Dromeda because if he got a couple of sizes too big, she'd say that Ted thought she was fat, and if he got it too small, she'd start crying and say that Ted thought she was fat. Well, maybe she wouldn't, but Ted didn't want to take that chance anyway. Women were a tricky gender.