029. Moron
"Moron," grumbled Slider.
"Excuse me?" Ice hissed.
"I said, moron. As in: You're. A. Moron."
"Why am I a moron?"
"I dunno. Maybe you were dropped on your head when…." He stopped short, wincing when Iceman punched elbowed his ribs. "Kidding! I meant, you're a moron for not giving Mav a shot. See how he looks at you? It's like he's diabetic, and you're a hunk of chocolate."
Ice had noticed, but he wasn't ready for a relationship.
"Is every-fucking-thing a food analogy with you?"
"Is dodging a statement the only thing you're good for?"
"Ask your father."
"Sick, dude."
