(I hear loud noise and wake.  I look around towards the door and here comes Chael)

“What was that?”

“The door sticking” (His bedroom door does this sometimes)

“Oh”

“Would you like some tofu scramble?”

“That would be delicious, yes”

“I will make you tofu scramble”

(Heads off to do that)

The tofu scramble turned out inedible.  He did something godawful to it when he usually makes it delicious.  Mysteries.