Adam: "What's wrong with your stare-ability? You're staring at me right now."
'song: *stands on tiptoes and stares at Adam, nose to nose*
'song: "Ha! I win."
Adam: "See? Nothing wrong with your stare-ability*
'song: *victory dance*
'song: *falls over, arms pinwheeling, barely able to maintain balance*
Adam: "I did believe you, you know. You didn't have to demonstrate."