Wow, and here I thought Canadians couldn't be rude. Way to prove me wrong. Plain cheese, by the way. It used to be pepperoni, but once you meet a guy who can turn into all the animals, it's hard to eat as much meat as you used to.

[she has no idea if he's Canadian, but she can't detect an accent and she's not about to make him say "aboot" so she just has to go with her gut.]

So, okay, I know this a lot realer than what we've been asking each other up until now, but. You already kind of know what my deal is, don't you? You didn't know a version of me, but you're smarter than people give you credit for.