I forgot, no one can kick the ass of a pajama-wearing flying asshole. Can you get out of my face for five seconds?

[The papping is working, though. He sighs wearily and rests his head back against the ground. There's no point fighting the situation, so he just gives in. At least he didn't hear anything incredibly incriminating. He goes on grumpily:]

It was just a dream. Don't read into it.