This morning, Zita came wandering up to Rebecca with a very forlorn expression. Beck, being the nice sister that she is, picked her up and asked, "what's the matter?"
Zita gave Beck a sad puppy-dog look, then told her, "I'm so hungry... I want an appetizer!"
Beck, doing her best to hide a grin, asked, "Do you even know what an appetizer is?"
Zita's response: "Uh-huh. See?!" Zita took off running for the kitchen, opened the refridgerator door, and pointed out what she wanted. "Appetizer!"
Beck: "Zita, that's apple cider."