oh c'mon Cain, a peanut butter, jelly, corn flake, pickle, and mayo sandwich might do you some good
[WV nods sagely]
I understand. Another time, then!
[after giving Cain a cheerful smile, he goes over to one of the cabinets and sets his peanut butter jar carefully next to it for safekeeping, then comes back and hops into his best on-guard stance, sword out]