Luis and I enter my former boss's office. we both sit down at the desk. "Thank you for agreeing to help us. no one really wants to take him." says the former boss. "no problem. our house is too quiet anyway. right Luis?" I ask my son sarcastically. "yes. But now I have a feeling that you won't even have a restful night." my son answers me. "I guess so. OK, so where is this little pest?" I ask my former boss.