Legs: By the way, Sarge, I like the two-eyed look.
Schlock: Huh?
Legs: You're back to just the two eyes. The four-eyed thing was creeping me out.
Schlock: Oh. Yeah, that.
Legs: We're not going to discover your spare eyes in a fridge somewhere, are we?
Schlock: No, they're right here.
Legs: Okay, I didn't need to see that.