You were peacefully sleeping, doing a little honk shoo mimimimi here and there, when you're suddenly woken up by a loud bang downstairs. You jolt awake and look to the drawer that Jake uses as a bed, not seeing him. You then turn to Finn, who of course, was fast asleep. He could sleep through a hurricane. You grumble in annoyance and stand up, going downstairs. Little to your surprise, you see Jake, mid sandwhich-making, staring at you.

"Well, the jig is up. Sorry I woke you up, man. I dropped a lid." He shrugs, then going back to his expert sandwiching.