(scene opens in cluttered dinning room, Carrot behind laptop at table)
(Beta enters from kitchen)
Me: (looks up, sees papers in Beta’s hand) Oh, did dad print out the Belegarth waiver for you?
Beta: (pouts) Yeah. He pre-filed a bunch of them so they’re on hand to sign. Look what he did!
Me: (takes papers shoved at her, eyebrows raise) Your fighter name is “Skippypants McDidn’tPickaName”?
Beta: Can you believe him?!
Me: I can. This is what happens when you don’t pick your own name. A name will be given.
(Husband enters from kitchen)
Me: Skippypants McDidn’tPickaName?
Husband: (looking pleased) Yup.
Me: Should have gone with Potato McTater.
Beta: (exasperated) Mom! You’re not helping!
Me: I cannot help. I can only enable.