Completely dismissing the phoenix's cry for a chicken's or a pigeon's or whatever, Jennifer's eyebrows pinched together as she tried to make sense of what the hell he was talking about. "...Like, the sidewalk? Which you should totally move out of the middle of. That's just rude. You're like freaking huge and you're taking up all the space with your dorktastic Halloween costume." She demonstrated how to move off to the side, by taking a step closer toward the pizza place they were stopped in front of. You know, in case he was a 'tard.
Cause he sure as hell looked like one, dressed up like someone from Star Wars. Or was that Star Trek? Whatever, one of those geek things anyway.
She peered into his eyes, suddenly realizing they were, like, glowing. "How are you doing that? Are those contacts?" She reached out, wondering if she could touch them. "No, seriously, what's your story? I'm not getting Punk'd, am?" She still was reaching for one of his eyes, but it was taking forever since he was a giant.