That awkward moment when you talk about prom, and your parents start talking about 'you-know-who'.

It all started when I told them where our prom will be held, at El Cielito Hotel. We start talking about prom-related things, and suddenly our conversation turns like this:

Mom: Eh di'ba may mga partner yun? Sino magiging partner mo?
Me: Hm, ewan ko nga po e.
Mom: Di'ba 4th year yung makaka-partner ninyo? Paano yung guy na nago-organ sa inyo?
Me: *blushes as usual* Hah? Ano meron?
Mom: Gusto mo ba siya maka-partner? Paano kung naging date mo siya?
Me: Eh... Edi hindi ako makakahinga. Speechless ba kamo. Pero as if naman. Ewan. I wish.
Mom: Paano kung wini-wish niya rin na maka-date ka niya? Gusto mo ipa-request ko dun sa nago-organ sa inyo na kayo na lang mag-partner?
Me: *laughs* Mom!
Mom: *looks at dad who has been awfully quiet since the start of the conversation* O, ba't ka naninipa?
Dad: *laughs* Wala akong ginagawa ha!
Me: Dad, someday I will find my prince but you will always be my King. *grins*
Dad: Aw, thanks, baby. *kisses yay*