Zoned

Man, I hate it when mom and dad are gone. I have to keep track of everybody! Okay, not really, but - I hadn't seen Dan in three days, until last night when he came home and made a malt. What if he was dead on the street somewhere? Anyhow, I don't know what everyone's schedules are yet, and since Steve has such a crazy work schedule, I thought he worked at 10 last night, but he hadn't come upstairs; so I went downstairs and into his room, turned the light on, and woke him up:
Mel: "Steve?"
Steve: "MMPPFF?"
M: "Aren't you working tonight?"
S: " 'Time is it?"
M: "After 9:30. Don't you work at 10?"
S: "No, I'm back at the Sandy store - I don't work until 11."
M: "Oh."

Silence.

I totally zoned out - I stared at him for a minute before he says, "Uh, how about turning my light back out?"

Sorry, Steve. Still trying to get used to things!