not tired tonight, eh?

8:15 p.m.: I kiss Mary good night, close the door, and come downstairs.

8:36 p.m.: I hear a suspicious THUMP from her room, followed by “Don’t worry about it!”

8:45 p.m.: I hear what sounds suspiciously like a chorus of “Oh, What a Beautiful Morning” coming from her room.

9:20 p.m.: I call up the stairs, “Go to sleep! No more singing and thumping!”

9:40 p.m.: Mary comes down the stairs and asks, “Do you want me to wash any dishes?”

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