"Right, right," Sans acquiesces, taking his finger out of his nose... only to plunge his whole fist into his right eye socket. "Whups, one last plunge for the road. I guess my digits just can't help themselves."

He slows takes his hand out of his eyesocket, only to reveal that it's now holding a package of airplane peanuts.

"Aw nuts," he says. "I forgot I was stashing this in there." He gently tears open the bag, fishing one out between his claws and then offering it to Starscream. "Want one?"