Schlock: You smell funny.
Ch'vorthq: Oh? Well you're rude.
Schlock: No. Seriously. You smell funny. Like you are burning or something.
Ch'vorthq: Sorry, I had the twice-baked Habanero Chili-Con-Xenocarne for lunch.
Schlock: Not that kind of burning. I mean the on fire kind of burning.
Ch'vorthq: Right. Steer clear of that chili.