Mom is a tub girl

Then, with another small pause you add "Okay then, tub it is!"

You hoist the bucket and fling the water bearing the destroyed particles of your mother into the tub. It sloshes around, seeking an exit via the drain...

...which you have taken care to block.

The water settles and becomes still. "Sorry Mom, but I had to see if this would work. If it doesn't or in case you should get too annoying like that, I'll go ahead and pull the plug. Understood?"

No answer again.

"Good! And now..."