"which one am I?" you wake up, hearing one of your parents in the distance.  "don't worry about it.  ask around on who trained Amberson, Buford, Workman, and Howell in the first place.  laymen's terms; just get the big stuff back.  yeah I will have a happy holiday." a brief pause, then "I really miss slamming these damn things."

your parents find you in the closet and you see a look beyond disappointment.  next time they're calling the babysitter.