What's Your Next-Door Neighbor Story?

Cheese and crackers

"Welcome!" said the door mat outside the new neighbours front door. 'Yes, but do they mean it?' I asked myself. I felt impelled to find out the truth. So I confronted my new neighbour at her house, hoping for some peace of mind. I knocked at the door.
'Hello.' A fairly attractive brunette woman greeted me at the door.
'Your 'welcome' mat'. I said, not trying to give too much away.
'Yes, what about it?' She said in a cheery yet probing manner.
'I want to know if you really mean it.' I monitored her face for anything that might indicate something insidious or false.
'Mean it? I don't know what you mean.' she said, still oddly, cheerful.
'Do you mean it: are people really welcome in your house?' she laughed as if I had said something funny!
'Yes, of course.' she said. 'Are you my next door neighbour? Would you like to come in for a cup of tea?'
'Thankyou, but right now I would like to clarify the meaning of the 'welcome' mat, if you wouldn't mind'. I was being perfectly amiable but for some reason, her patience seemed to waver.
'Ok... but I don't know if I can help you much further with this matter.' she was starting to look nervous so I figured that she was paranoid. I continued gently.
'How 'welcome' are people in you home? Because, as you can understand, I am a man who doesn't like to mix his nuts.'
'Sorry?' I thought she must be slow, so I spoke slower for her.
'I want- to- know- if- you- like- to- mix- your- cheese- with- your- crackers?'
'I'm sorry, but I have no idea what you are talking about!' she looked frustrated so I rephrased my question to be more explicit.
'I want to know if you like your butter spread thickly; whether you are willing to share your pizza; and if you prefer your sausages short and thick or long and thin.' For some reason after this last statement her expression changed as though she finally understood what I was talking about.
'Oh, you are talking about the picnic. I sent you an invitation today and you needn't bring a thing. Anyway its been fun but I have to go now, see you on Saturday.' She smiled at me and closed the door.
'What picnic?' I said to the closed door.

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