Me: Sophie will you come with me to the grocery store, I don't want to go alone ?
Me: Come on ?
Me: Commmmmme oooonnnn ? Just go with me ?
Soph: NO ! I'm NOT GOING !
Me: OK. This is exactly the sort of thing that I'll remember when you're 17 and want to borrow the car.
Soph: I wont need to borrow a car from you. If I need a car I'll steal one.
Me: OK, fair enough. What are you going to do for bail money ?
She didn't talk to me or look at me the whole way over to the grocery store.
Eventually she loosened up.