Life of crime

I've been a bad, bad girl, apparently.

Boy Star: Mommy, you're a bad guy.

Daddy Star: Be nice to mommy.

Boy Star: She's a bad guy.

Daddy Star: What did mommy do that was bad?

Boy Star: She stole someone's purse.

Momma Star: Oh really? When did I steal someone's purse?

Boy Star: Friday at eight.

I'm a purse thief with a stool pigeon for a kid.