By the time I woke up, it was already too late. L.'s head had already been consumed by a fierce paper monster.
luckily, some ninjas came to the rescue.
by midday, Ninja A. had transformed herself into a server and our kitchen into a restaurant. She took our lunch orders:
and what about BR? Well, he remains aloof from such shenanigans.
He, and his new 'do, are too cool for all that nonsense.