I get you

JAMES (eating plums): Mmm, these are good. Hi Mum, do you want one?

JAMES’S MUM: No no, they’re yours. (Obvious lie. My mum loves plums.)

JAMES: Are you sure?

JAMES’S MUM: Oh, well don’t you want it?

JAMES’S GIRLFRIEND (cutting in): If he wanted it, he wouldn’t have offered it. He’s simple like that (smiles). Eat the plum, Judy.

JAMES (internally): Finally, someone who understands me.