He takes a bite out of his sandwich, the shimmering crumbs scattering into the sky around him.

"Must you be so uncouth?"

"Whmytkbou" he replies, chunks of bronze spewing from his mouth.

She sighs. Her breath sends a swirling icy chill over the northern hemisphere.

He wipes his lips with his vast hands. "I said, 'What are you talking about?'"

In response, she points to the new stars twinkling where he spilled the crumbs and fresh land peeking through the ocean surface where the sandwich fillings fell.

He shrugs his shoulders, which causes a minor earthquake. "Eh. No one's going to notice."