*Sneaks up, snickering the closer he gets, then places U'Zuhls hand, claw, mandible, appendage, what ever he's got into a bowl of warm water.*
*wakes up... anoyed... washes himself then plops back on the sofa, wraps a blanket around himself and mutters* I hate mondays... only 2 hours into the work shift and still feel like crap, shoulve stayed at home