 So we do. We creep in, and of course Ba knows, and she says, Conte bol? Which is, who's there? Speak? Well, we're, you know, we're five and six, we're cool, we don't speak. We just wait until Ba falls back asleep. Then we have another great idea from the mind of a five and six year old. We decide that it would be kind of like cool if we pinched Ba.