The Appropriate Thing to Say When a Stranger Walks into Your Bedroom in the Middle of the Night

So there I was, in the bath at 8:30 p.m., both boys asleep, Matt off to WalMart to buy an iron. I'm enjoying my soak when all of a sudden, Ambrose cries out to have his CD restarted. Not willing to risk his crying waking Peter, I sloshed out of the bath, piled my wet hair atop my head, hastily wrapped a towel around me and went into Ambrose's room. I don't think he recognized me at first in my fresh-out-of-the-bath garb. His response: Hey, what's you name? The only appropriate thing to say when a stranger walks into your room in the middle of the night.