Bernard turned to kiss Kon properly and wrinkled his nose. "Ew," he said. "Grape soda and orange juice do not mix." He looked sadly down at his can of Zesti, but didn't put it down.

Lacing his fingers with Kon's, he smiled fondly at Tim. "Of course there were a few good ones, Tim," he said. "Even though some of the ones about how you were really dorky and a little paranoid were true..."