(scene opens in laundry room, Carrot knee-deep in clothing)
Me: (pulled laundry out of drier, makes face, pulls out “clean” sock and sniffs it, more ugly face)
Beta: (enters basement)
Me: Beta! Slither hither? (puts laundry of “clean” clothes on the drier) Did you do this load I just pulled out?
Beta: (moderately sullen) Yeah?
Me: (hands sock to sniff) When your socks come out of the dryer smelling like feet, it means they came out of the washer smelling like feet. Did you use detergent?
Beta: Yeah. I used one of those pods. (points to laundry detergent)
Me: Welp, they need to be done again then.
Beta: (without blinking, holds up scout sash, clearly savaged by a wild animal)
Me: Oh. Huh. Looks like Epsilon missed you while you were gone.
Beta: (sadly) Glad he stopped before he got to the merit badges.
Me: Those could have been replaced too. Put it on my sewing table. I’ll go to the scout shop tomorrow.