"Personality Pickle?" Do I have to stop eating them now too? Somebody must've spliced its genes with those of a tepid Groucho Marx imitation. Darn you, Monsanto! And I really don't want to throw a grenade of hysteria into the stressful lives of the underpaid service-industry workers at the snack bar. I think I'll pass, thank you. But I appreciate the offer.
And, well... with all due respect to lifestyle choices... when he joins you at the show? He's got some mighty nice gams there.