Oh, you don't have to be straight with me. Gay, Straight, Met-ero-sexual. It is all fine, really. [Nandor smiles reassuringly, he does not look comfortable at all on his seat and he does not look at all interested in a drink.]

Ears? Yes. I have two. [He reaches up and touches one, just to be sure.]

Corn. [He repeats, thoughtful.]

I smell nice. With butter. At the movies.