All is quiet. Both sons, sound asleep. Dad enters and taps the top bunk.

Top: Why are you waking me?

Dad: Shhh. You’ll wake your brother.

Bottom: Zzzzz….

Top: Why are you waking me? It’s Saturday.

Bottom: Zzzzz….

Dad: You have land training.

Top: Uhhhhhhh…

Dad: [brightly] I’m making eggs and toast.

Bottom Bunk: Toast?!