A few nights ago Rod came home really late from Girl's Camp (around 1:30 a.m.). He walked in the house and was putting some things away when he saw Nate creeping down the hall with his sword in both hands.
Rod (surprised): Nate, why are you up? And why do you have your sword?
Nate (sheepishly): I thought you were an intruder. I was...um...protecting the dog.
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