It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Mollymauk Tealeaf, a tiefling blood hunter . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, you asks if anyone has any blueprints of the Gear Warden so they can make a plan of attack, but Rissa doesn't like the idea of going back to her father. Beau suggests picking up a pie for Rissa's dad on the way home.
DM: "Maybe." He looks at Rissa. "Rissa, would you mind bringing your old pops with you?" She's like, "Only to the door, Dad, then you can come back." She glares over the two of you. "If that's necessary."
Player: Whatever works.
DM: "Fine, come along, then. We'll close up behind, get your keys." "Oh, I haven't been down for a proper walk with friends in some time, I'm so excited!"
Player: We should get some honey or something. I bet some honey on the lens would be a real pain in the ass.
DM: He takes the last bit of meat pie and shoves it in his mouth real fast.
Player: Do you have any honey?
DM: (unintelligible shouting)
