Crosshair: [doing his thing, death-staring into the void while chewing on a toothpick]

Omega: [comes closer and watches him for a while, then smiles]

Crosshair: What do you want?

Omega: Can I have a toothpick?

Crosshair:

Crosshair: ...fine [hands her a toothpick]

Omega: [takes it and puts it in her mouth]

Omega: [proceeds to eat the damn thing like a pretzel stick]

Crosshair: What the fuck