*In the chip aisle at Walmart, doing a late-night grocery run*
Crusher: *minding his own business, looking for tortilla chips*
Crusher: *Finds tortilla chips*
Stripes, to Darington, across from him: See, Crusher knows what he's here for!
Stripes: He knows what he's doing, for once. Be more like him! Make a decision, Darington!
Crusher: (⊙ˍ⊙)
Darington: I brought you here because B wasn't available! I didn't bring you here to scold at me, Stripes!
Stripes: AT LEAST MAKE A DECISION ON WHAT TO BUY!
Crusher: ＼（〇_ｏ）／
