"Wait, how old are you now? Keep calling me child, and I'm going to start calling you grandpa. I'm twenty-one now, I'm not twelve anymore." She rolled her eyes at him and sat up a little straighter.
Grinning at the face he'd made, she held up her hands, turning the fingers on her left into an 'o' shape and doing a universal pantomime for sex. "Yeah, none of that in my making. Just tubes. But hey, I can lift cars, so whatever."