First you accuse me of being too small, then you rub my nose in it by calling me "Highness".
This is what friends are for.
Firstly: I didn't
accuse you, I just stated a fact, I couldn't accuse you of anything!
Secondly: You may be a small Lady, but physical size aside, "your Highness" suits you like a glove!
Thirdly: I didn't
rub your nose in it, I just agreed with the fact that, indeed, you are exactly the right amount of small!
So yes, this is what friends are for
Now, when you'll hit that crash cymbal, remember to
look at it! That should do the trick.