"What's wrong with you this time?" Garfield asked curiously while eating lasagna since the fat orange cat was going through another phase again.
"Its 1 of those nights." The pong ball commented. "I don't think I could feel any worse than I do."
Garfield rubbed his chin while shaking his feline head; his face expression not changing at all. "So I see. You're not happy huh?"
"What do you think?"
Thus there was awkward silence for Garfield decided to leave the pong ball to wallow in its shallow state of mind by virtue of it being a pixel since the mammal didn't have the patience to stay and play along with this.