"... At least you were wearing a decent shirt."
"Glad to hear it, Jill. The world is ending, Main Street is on fire, and everyone is running for their lives... but at least I chose the proper shirt to wear for the occasion. Because, you know, better to be caught dead in a nice shirt than found alive looking like—"
"Like you're one-third of a Peruvian folk band?" Jill supplied.
"Now is not the time for Doctor Who references!" Calvin snapped.
"Who said anything about Doctor Who? I was merely—"
"DUCK!"