Claire asked if she could have oatmeal for dinner tonight. This was noteworthy because, after approximately eight years of being an avid oatmeal-eater, she has spent the last two months insisting that she actually hates oatmeal.
Margot: "Claire, you said you don't like oatmeal anymore."
Claire: "Well, I don't. But I'm trying to get my taste buds re-adjusted to it. Then I'll like it again."
Margot: "You're getting your what re-adjusted?"
Claire: "My taste buds."
Margot: "Um, Claire? I think you mean taste bugs."