Mrs. Robins visited her son and his roommate over the weekend. They had an enjoyable visit and Mrs. Robins noticed that her son and his attractive female roommate seemed to have some chemistry between them, even though they insisted that they were nothing more than roommates.

A few weeks later the roommate asked the son if he knew where the silver butter dish was, as she had not seen it since his mother had been to visit. "Could is have dropped into one of your Mother's bags as she was leaving?" She asked. The son replied that he didn't think so, but he would ask his mother.

The son wrote to Mrs. Robins: I am not saying you did or you did not take my silver butter dish, but since your visit we have not been able to find it. Could you check your bags to see if it happened to get mixed into your things?

Mrs. Robins wrote back: I am not saying you do or you do not sleep with your roommate, but if your roommate was sleeping in her own bed she would have found the butter dish the night I left.