knock knock

Knock Knock on the front door. It’s Hadden. (I knew it was going to be.)

Why hello there sir. May I help you?

Yes. [Pulls imaginary something out of pocket.] For when you’re flying in an airplane and it breaks and you fall down. This will help your boo-boo.

Thank you so much. This will be just perfect. [Put imaginary something into my own pocket.]

You’re welcome!

He thinks of everything, though I’m relieved we’re not flying anywhere anytime soon.