On Being Home

Mom: Let me buy you a sandwich to take on the plane for your flight back. You need to eat more.
Me: I really don't like buying a sandwich 5 hours before I eat it. Gets a little gross.

Repeat 5 times...

Me: Fine. Let's go in here. You can buy me a sandwich.
Mom: Great. By the way, how much cash do you have on you? I don't have any with me. Can I pay you back?
Me: I love you, Mom.