Arthur: I want to go to the puppy!
Mummy: What puppy? Where?
Arthur: I want to go to the puppy for dinner.
Mummy: For dinner?? *very confused face*
Arthur: Yes, I want to go to the puppy for dinner on the weekend.
Mummy: …Do you mean the pub?
Arthur: Yes! Puppy!
Mummy: *facepalm*