So we don't paint a picture of all our personal business, let's be brief and vague.
Suppose two parents awake prior to the morning call of their young son. To awaken and discover the house is completely quiet? Better buy a lottery ticket, today is your lucky day. So suppose these two parents want to maximize this advantage and perhaps enjoy some "adults only" time. That would be wonderful. Until this happens:
During the pre-function to the big game, we hear nothing. As soon as the big game starts, I hear this from two floors below:
Me (with reluctance as you can imagine): Ummm, yes?
Child: Have you seen my Buzz Lightyear
Me: He is on your bed, pal.
Child: NOT little Buzz, but BIG Buzz.
Me: Look for him and I will be there soon.
Big game continues. We hear no tiny toes creeping up the stairs to either the main floor or our floor. Big game continues admittedly with less gusto.
Seconds later, KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. Apparently, my hearing sucks at this hour. Outside the door is our child.
Me: SCRAM! Just kidding, I would never say that. Instead: Listen buddy, I will be right out.
Then I hear the loud and automated voice of said Buzz Lightyear. Where there is DANGER, there's a SPACE RANGER. And then To infinity, and BEYOND.
Repeat 25 times and that is the soundtrack which played during our ultimately railroaded shenanigan.
Later at breakfast, our son asks, "Did you hear my Buzz Lightyear? He was saying Good Morning to you."
Me: OH, you mean your friend BuzzKILL Lightyear? Oh yes, I heard him.
Child: It is Buzz Lightyear, Mommy. Not Buzzkill Lightyear.
My thought: Being basically c---blocked during our attempt at no-pants party? I did not know a toy could even do that. And since it happened, that toy is 100% authentically BuzzKILL Lightyear.