Ketchup...again

Dad: Do you want mayo or mustard on your roast beef sandwich?
Eva: Neither. I want ketchup.
Dad: You don't put ketchup on roast beef.
Eva: I do.

Belly dancer

Eva: The baby is crawling onto the table like a belly dancer.
Mom: Belly dancer?
Eva: Yeah, belly dancers crawl on tables at the pub.
Tom: You mean a lap dancer!