Only in my household …

I have a habit of only holding conversation with one particular flatmate (a fellow lawyer) when either he or I are about to leave the house. Yesterday morning he was on his way out as I was making my porridge and black coffee.

He (eyeing my two volumes of breakfast reading): “Milton and international criminal law. Odd combination.”

Me: “Not a great respecter of humanitarian law, Satan. More than the odd breach of the laws of internal armed conflict during the revolt in heaven.”

He (exiting through kitchen door): “Ah, but as Prince of Hell, would he have immunity from prosecution as a head of state?”

Me: “Unless it had been specifically abrogated by treaty. Have a good day!”