tonight I dreamt I had to cut a cake (cylinder about 40cm across, 5cm tall. covered in soft frosting), but it had all the knives (all three of them), and was being driven by an imp (horned red humanoid, 20cm tall, normal proportions).
how to show you're not going to bomb a procession even though you're wearing a mask:
play "the floor is lava" with roots as stepping stones.
strategically weaken a cardboard box using a knife, then step into it and push it into two pieces, roaring optional.
shout the answer to every question you hear a child ask.