Roman's tail flicks by his ankles and he stares long and hard at his winged coworker. It's hard to tell if he's trying to think up an insult or a lie or simply waiting on him to get bored and flutter off somewhere else.

But eventually a blabbermouth like Roman can't stand the silence.

"This popcorn c-cart is actually my grandmother under a terrible curse and I'm keeping her company you insensitive prick."