Sunny opened the refrigerator, and looked through the various snacks, leftovers, and drinks, stopping when she saw a can she had never seen before.
"Ocelot b-b-brand b-b-beer." Sunny read, popping it open and taking a sip. "It's p-pretty b-b-b-bitter."
Snake, who had just walked into the room, was alarmed at the sight of Sunny drinking beer. He ran across the room, grabbing the can and tossing it behind him, hitting Ocelot, who had walked into the room to make a sandwich.
"G-G-G-Grandpa Snake, I t-t-think you k-k-k-knocked U-Uncle Hal o-o-out." Sunny said.
"Forget that otaku." Snake said.
"U-Uncle Hal's b-b-bleeding."
"He can take it. Sunny, beer isn't for children. In fact, no children should drink any form of alcohol."
"W-W-Why?" Sunny asked.
"For a kid who spends all day in the 'net, you sure don't know much in the way of real life." Snake sighed, then scratched the back of his head. "See, booze makes you do things you wouldn't normally do."
"L-L-Like what?" Sunny asked.
Snake thought about it. "Dating ugly women or, this is just my guess, doing Otacon."
"W-W-What does d-d-doing Uncle H-H-Hal mean?" Sunny asked.
"I'll tell you when you're older." Snake said.
"W-W-W-Will you b-b-be around w-w-when I'm o-older?" Sunny asked.
"If I have to tell you what doing someone is, I hope not," Snake said, then looked back to Otacon. "Damn, that's a lot of blood."
"Y-Y-Yep." Sunny said.