Earlier this morning, for reasons unknown, I began yelling at my daughter - calling her "Higgins" as if she were my lazy butler.
"Higgins, I would like coffee in my study following dinner this evening."
"Get it yourself, dad."
"I must say, Higgins! There has been a deplorable decline in the quality of your service this past fortnight."
"You only started calling me that this morning. Cut it out."
But, for all of Higgins' recalcitrance, she did help me take some marvelous photos this evening.