Father: *as Mingostone* That was...not mine....Jack! This house is G rated, not R rated! I won't have you standing in my kitchen proclaiming to be in love with yourself, don't you realize how wrong that is? If you were my daughter I'd certainly have something to say about that kind of behavior. *pause* Right, I've got to find a mirror...*does* Listen, Fatherstone...or, um, something, how long does this thing last. *weak smile* *looks at self in mirror* *picks piece of onion skin out of teeth* *realizes what he's doing* *faints*
(OOC: Right, I'm off to bed now, so, see you guys in the morning, and I'll leave Father fainted on the kitchen floor till then)