I was in the midst of making dinner and drinking some wine, when was suddenly struck with inspiration. Realizing I'll need both my hands, I grab a pair of shears, stick them in my teeth pirate-style and dash into the office to grab my flashlight.
J.: What the HELL are you doing?
Be vewwy vewwy kwiet. I'm hunting wosemawy. Huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh!
And dashed off.
The fact that he hasn't had me dragged off and committed yet is a sign of Twu Wuv (amusing unintended synchronicity there).