Sophia: If I ever get married I don’t want you to “give me away.”
Me: Ok.
Sophia: You don’t own me.
Me: Indeed.
Sophia: That’s just celebrating the patriarchy.
Me: Ok.
Sophia: Would you be mad if I didn’t want you to give me away?
Me: No.
Sophia: Would you be mad if I wanted you to give me away?
Me: No.
Sophia: Good.
[45 second pass]
Sophia: You can still come to my wedding though. … … If you want.