A Simple 'No Thank You' Would Have Been Fine

Pearson (P): "Mom, what are you cooking?"

Me: "Scrambled eggs. Do you want some?"

P: "Oh, no thanks. I can't eat too many eggs . . . or . . . I . . . will . . . turn into one. I will turn into an egg and I will not be able to walk or talk. Then you will have to hatch me."

Me: "Reallly? Then what would happen?"

P: "Well, I just can't eat any." Waving his hand frantically towards the plate. "I just can't eat any, I just can't." Said as he runs from the room.