Ron: It is time for bed.
Gavin: No.
Ron: Yes, it is. Let's go upstairs.
Gavin: No it's not. I get to go to bed late tonight.
Ron: It is late. Let's go. (Ron picks him up and starts carrying him upstairs.)
Gavin: (whining) No it's not. I get to go to bed at 30 o'clock tonight.
Ron: Well, it's way past that. It's practically 40 o'clock, which means it's your bedtime.
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