"Can I have fruit?" the Bean asked as he was nearing the end of his dinner.
"Eat four more pieces of chicken," said WonderWife™.
The Bean scrunched his eyebrows and looked up as he pondered this offer.
"Tell you what," he said in the tone of a used car salesman. "I'll eat one carrot aaaaaaand...four pieces of chicken."
"Hmm," I said. "Let me think about this." I waited a moment. "You've got yourself a deal."