Clubbing with "Oldies"

My grandmother, Ottermema, really believes in me to do good, be good and all goodnesses. She believes that I'm really refined so she tries her best to do what she can so I can stay refined until I'm too old to mingle. So, I guess you can say that mother and Brother Otter bringing me bars and clubs would - (clears throat) - tickle a nerve with Ottermema. (giggles)

Ottermema: You! (Mother) Why are you bringing Otter to those dirty bars and clubs?
Mother: It's not like she's going out with boys or friends. She's with me and her brother...
Ottermema: Ahk! No! You old hag! Don't bring her to those anymore!
Brother Otter and I: (laughs) She just called mom an 'old hag'!
Brother Otter: Ottermema, we weren't really doing anything bad. Just listening to a local band.
Ottermema: I don't want Otter to be around those things. If you guys are going to go to those things, bring your friends that are your age and leave Otter at home. She's too young for that! You old people do what you want.
Brother Otter: Alright, alright. We won't bring her. Otter, I guess you can't go along with us tonight.
Ottermema: RIGHT! Tonight, don't go Otter. You stay here, eat all you want and watch tv.
Brother Otter: Yeah, do that. We'll bring Ottermema with us because she's the oldest-old-friend we got.

ROFL! XD