(conversation had while exiting drive-thru, to set the scene)
Me: My evolution demands fat and salt! *GROWL*
Bob: *stares at me*
Bob: Are you going to grow a third head?
Me: No. *growl*
Bob: Are you going to start walking around with a blow torch and a stick?
Me: Why would I walk around with a stick? That's silly.
Bob: I don't know what I was thinking.
I later had to ask why he chose those two implements, and Bob pointed out that I had completely missed the "Pandorum" reference. I am humbled.