"Orion! You almost pierced my nose with your big tooth," I say indigently, looking up at him. "Your tooth was up my nose." I rub my nose.
I have had one half of a mini wine. Then I switched to root beer.
"Would you like me better if my nose were pierced?" I ask.
"I decided I wanted my ear, but if that's what you're trying to tell me.." we freeze, as a noise occurs behind us. He looks at me.
I throw my arms up.
"Don't expect me to be any help," I say. "I don't know what it was but it's all you tonight. Save the household Balto!"
I roll over.