"Of course," Sexy grins back, setting the phone down on the receiver. He wasn't going to pick up, and honestly, she had to do everything herself. Including installing a voicemail system, clearly. She's not sure she could even remember the huge word anyway - it was such a mess in this tiny human head sometimes, Sexy couldn't help but wonder how humans managed to get anything done at all.

"No and no, 'fraid not. I don't really eat, not like, chips or anything." Sexy waves her hand, grasping for the right words. "I run off...oh, what is it called? It's like a black hole, I suppose, with...mononucleosis? Nucleoside. No..."