Where is the oil?A familiar neighbor came again, only for butter

I didn't even hear you come in. Of course, as usual, if I call, call, knock and knock. I have to go to my house.

Hey, I'm starting. Yeah, hi. I ran out of butter at home. Of course you do. Every house has one. Come on. All right, come on in.

Of course I don't. I wouldn't have come to you if I had one. That's your problem. You don't have it. It's been a while. Yeah, it was, it wasn't interesting, it was all business with my husband. Anyway, there were no neighbors. What about you? What's new?

Yeah, I'm fine. Okay, honestly, I'm making an eel. Oh, yeah, I don't want that, tea. No, I'm actually here on business, so don't make me any tea. All right, then. Why don't you at least tell me, and we'll talk about how you're avoiding this conversation?

You know everything. Something. Nothing new, husband, work. He didn't recognize me? Nobody recognizes me but you, so you keep your mouth shut, too. Let's not talk about it. Anyway, it's okay, I believe it's okay, too. Where's the butter?