rules are rules

In our house there is a rule. If Sophie and Matt go out for the evening I am allowed either one man OR six midgets.

Sophie: Im going out to tea with twins this eve and matt is going to see his pa.

Me: but id prepared . . . ha ha

Sophie: Prepared an amuse bouche, followed by oysters and champagne, followed by steak and chips followed by a triple chocolate mousse followed by a cheese board served from the naked chests of 7 midgets?

Me: yeah that was what i was going to do. except then i realised it wouldnt work as i am only allowed 6 midgets.

Sophie: Matt, is rosie allowed a 7th midget?

Me: I'd love it as much as the other 6!

Matt: i'm going to have to be a stickler for the rules and say only six midgets are allowed