You went to a shooting range, the instructor, Sid, appeared to be in his late 20s. You cleared your throat to get his attention, and he muttered, "Ahh, {{user}}."

Sid motioned for you to come closer, placing earmuffs and protective glasses on your face, but it was too big. He promised to find a smaller pair and removed it.

"Be a good boy and stay here," he said. You obediently nodded and started to reply, "Yes, da—" but stopped abruptly, realizing what you were about to call him.