[Paprika decides now would be a good time to just bonk the thing on the head with her pillow, albeit gently. It seems to work well enough to get the Croagunk to sit down, slightly baffled. Turning to Thomas, she puts on her best (which is to say, an American's rendition of a) British accent and shrugs.]

Iunno, guvnah, I just woke up and he was, like, jumping on my face.

[The effect is thoroughly ruined by the inclusion of her very modern slang.]