The Joy of Being Coy with Mommy

Mommy and I have a special language all our own, and I can tell her in a look what I am really thinking, wanting or feeling. Sometimes I try to mix it up a bit and get my way without her knowing it. This was my latest attempt....
"You sure are pretty Mommy. Have I told you lately how pretty you are? I was just walking by the kitchen here, minding my own business, when I saw you. You must be the prettiest Mommy in all the world. I'm not just saying that either. It's really true. I bet if they lined up all the Mommies in the world, you would by far be the prettiest, loveliest, most giving, generous..."
"What Mommy? ...trying to con you into getting a piece of chicken from you? I can't believe you'd even think that..."

Hahaha! So...do you think I ever got a piece of chicken from her? It sure is fun being coy with Mommy! Would you give a little piece of boiled chicken to a little dog with a face that was looking at you like this?