Grandma: What's that on your leg?

Dormouse: Where?

Gma: Up on your hip.

DM: Huh?

Gma: It looks like a bruise.

DM: Huh?

Gma: Come here and let me see if it's a bruise.

*Dormouse walks over to Grandma. Grandma presses a finger into the center of the bruise.*

Gma: Does that hurt?

DM: *indignantly* Yeah!

Gma: Then it's a bruise.