Teenager approaches with her best "I'm such an angel you can't possibly say no to me" look.
"What are your plans for Friday?"
"Welllllllll....Chet asked if I wanted to go to the carnival with him..."
"And you want me to go with you! That's so sweet, I would LOVE to!"
"NO! Nonononono. You can just drop me off at he carnival, and then later Dad can come and pick me..."
"Oh, don't be silly honey, your dad doesn't need to drive all the way back off the hill again. I don't mind at all."
"In fact, why don't I bring Christopher? That way, we'll be an even number when we go on all the rides together."
Crickets. Wide-eyed stare of horror as she pictures standing in long lines with the boyfriend, while Mom tells a string of embarrassing stories, and little brother alternately glares at the boyfriend and asks things like, "Are you getting married?"
Hee hee. I don't know why people think having a teenager is scary, I'm quite enjoying myself.