She immediately gave me a look and I knew it was over and it turned into a (friendly) interrogation where I kept futilely trying to pass it off like I was just joking.
When I was maybe 14 I was inside of a literal physical closet moving stuff around and my mom asked me to "come out of the [literal physical] closet" and I, due to my terminal affliction to doing corny bits, immediately said "I don't plan on doing that for a long time"