Mabel comes tearing into the living room, in distress.
Mabel: ‘Mama! There’s an angry, angry cheese!’
Alice: ‘An angry, angry…cheese?’
Alice: ‘Um…I’m not sure what to do with that information, Mae. That’s…no good?’
Theo: ‘No! I am a happy, happy cheese!’
Sometimes you just have to let them brie.