Me: 'Who ate this brownie? It wasn't on the table very long'
Mr B 'It DEFINITELY wasn't me, I think you should try Miss B, it is the kind of thing that she would do, you know her being a puppy and all, they are so naughty'
Me: 'Miss B did you climb on the table and eat the brownie?'
Miss B 'No I don't have any legs yet, I am waiting for them to grow so I can get on the table'
Me: 'Mr B are you licking your lips?'
Mr B: 'Me licking my lips? err no, why would I do that?'
Me: 'Mr B there seems to be a little quelquechose around your mouth, I don't want to falsely accuse anyone but it looks awfully like chocolate to me'