(Scene: The dining room. Jareth is eating at a relatively normal pace and looking bored. Jo is on her third serving, and is almost done with it, despite the fact that she's talking at high speed at the same time. Gabriel is eating neatly and politely, and using the right forks.)

Jo: (abruptly) Lookylookylooky at the whosi in my bootycrack!

Gabriel: (chokes)

Jareth: (startled) What?

Jo: I said, lookylookylooky at the whosi in my bootycrack!

Gabriel: (still choking)

Jareth: Lookylookylooky at the what in your what?

Jo: (impatient) At the whosi in my bootycrack!

(They both suddenly notice that Gabriel is choking. Jareth pounds on her back, and a moment later a small rock comes flying out of her mouth and hits a wall, shattering.)

Jareth: (curiously) Why was there a rock in your throat?

Gabriel: (slowly calming down) They tend to show up when I hear something startling. Just so you know, a whosi is a weird smiley face. Blame Lael.

Jareth: Lael?

Gabriel: Jo's and my buddy.

Jareth: Oh.

(Jo is smirking hugely. They finish dinner.)