*On a random day, in our dating period, I ping Cakes*
Berry: Hey. Are you okay?
Cakes: What? Excuse me?
Berry: I asked if you’re okay?
Cakes: What’s that supposed to mean?
Berry: Erm, it means are you okay? Are you fine? Are you good? How are you?
Cakes: Oh. Lol. I thought you were asking me if I’m alright in the head.
P.S. - The same conversation above can apply to the word "mad."
*a different day, Cakes calls me*
Cakes: Hey, how are you?
Berry: I’m good. I went to go get gas.
Cakes: Oh. Why didn't you call me to come and help you?
Berry: I can drive by myself, you know?
Cakes: Yes I know, but isn't the cylinder heavy for you?
Berry: Ohhhh. By gas, I mean fuel o. Petrol. Not cooking gas.Cakes: Hmm. This kind Americanah girl I’m liking.
*yet a different day, this time, after marriage*
Cakes: Babe, I'm going to make breakfast.
Cakes: Do you want beverage?
Berry: *blank stare because I know where this is going*
Cakes: Tea or Cocoa?
Berry: Shey you know "beverage" means drink, right?
Cakes: Noooo. Tea, Cocoa, Coffee, etc - hot drinks - those are beverages.
Berry: Yeah, only in Nigeria. In the rest of the world, beverage = drink.
Cakes: It's a lie. I'm going to Google it.
Berry: Have fun, and take pictures of your face when you realize I'm right.
Cakes: *Googles and keeps quiet*
Berry: What did...
Cakes: Gerout! *walks off to make yummy breakfast*
Have a gorgeous week! And somebody please tell Cakes to organize ice cream for me please :(