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."