Scene: I am sitting on the couch blogging and watching tv after Nick has already gone to bed. I hear the bedroom door open, he groggily walks by me to go into the kitchen, then comes right back into the living room and sits down on the love seat.
Brooke: “Hi, honey… you okay?”
Nick: “Yeah… I came out here to get a drink of water, because there were crocodiles in our apartment.”
Brooke: “Oh. Scary.”
Nick: “Yeah… Make a wish, it’s 12:12.”
Brooke: “That’s not how it works, honey. It’s when it’s 11:11, or 2:22…”
Nick: “That’s how it works in my book. I wish the night away.”
Aaaaand he gets up and goes back to bed. Uh, goodnight?