This one probably needs a little explaining. I have love-hate relationship with grilled cheese sandwiches. I love to eat them… I can’t successfully make one. o_O Thus, a great deal of my time is spent convincing people to make them for me. Shortly after we moved in together, I interrupted Anna and Kevin’s cuddling on the couch time - wearing my very best kitten expression - to ask them to make me a grilled cheese sandwich. She didn’t, at first, believe me when I told her I needed someone else to do it.
Mind you, now we have a sandwich grill thingie, so even I can arrange my own lunch. Life is good.