Through the monitor...

30 minutes after bedtime, through the baby monitor:

Lily: Ahhhhhh! The bad guys! The bad guys! The bad guys are all killing me! ::pause for listening to the stairs::
Mommy! Daddy! I need to be saved!!

Mommy to Daddy: are you going to save her or shall I?

(Daddy stomps up the stairs, bounds into the room. Sounds of swashbuckling and dying bad guys float through the monitor; Daddy stomps back down stairs)

Lily through the monitor: Daddy there's something I have to tell you! Daddy!

(Daddy stomps back upstairs)

Lily through the monitor: I like your shirt.