Mr. Noisy

Mr. Noisy out-did himself this evening. We went out to dinner with Phil, Sue, Tom and the kids, and Charlie was extremely happy and hyper to be out with his cousins. Throw in that he was out waaay past his bedtime and you arrive at the following:
SUE: "So Mike said you worked this afternoon?"
ME: "Yeah, just for --"
CHARLIE: "ANDREW!! ANDREW!! LOOK!"
ME: "-- a couple hours --"
CHARLIE: "TIME OUT, PENGUIN, TIME OUT!!!"
ME: "--this afternoon."
SUE: "Was it just paperwork, or --"
CHARLIE: "AAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!"
SUE: "--were you seeing patients?"
CHARLIE:"KYLE!!! KYLE!!! HAVE CHICKEN!! HAVE CHICKEN!!"
ME: "No, I was seeing --"
CHARLIE: "AAAAAAAAHHH!!!! AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!"
MANAGER: "Hi little fella, is everything okay?"
CHARLIE: (looking up without missing a beat) "Don't like my chicken."
MANAGER: "Oh, is that what it is? We could hear you all the way in the kitchen!"
ME: (mumbling incoherently and trying to slide under the table) "Sorry..."