Father : OMG I'm back in my house after 20 years! Wonder how's my baby now? Grown up?
Opens the door......Daughter : Errr, who are you? What are you doing in my house?
Mother : Eh daughter! It's your father who left you when you're a baby!
Father : Yah I'm your father!
Daughter @.@ : Okay................ Welcome home....??
Father : Can I visit your room?
Daughter : Please, no. I'm not used to having, err, people I just knew in my room...
Father : Oh don't worry, I'm not going to comment on your dressing or the room environment! I just want to have a look that's all! Shouldn't me be entitled the power to roam, as your father?
Daughter : Please... I've got my stuff inside and I don't really like to show it to someone else.... It's not about whether you comment or not...
Mother : Oh, he's your daddy! Of course he can! Although you had not met him before, he's still your superior and must be allowed to enter your room! I shall give the consent since my decision overrules yours!
Daughter : ...........................