Social eater

Tonight Luke and Dada were home alone while mom was at a meeting. I told Luke that dinner was almost ready so he should go wash his hands. When he got back my plate was on the table; I had put his in the freezer to cool, as usual. He saw one plate on the table and started whining: "I want somebody to eat with me!" (He's had more than the usual number of solo dinners lately, as mom and dad went out to various shows & dates; he clearly thought Jill & I were having "adult dinner" after he went to bed....) When I explained that I was going to eat with him he calmed down right away.