*Oh hey, Clicky… /waves back… We ain’t gotta social distance, you daft dolphin, come ‘ere. Wot’s that you’ve got?*

*Jelly and eye screen? …/lights up… For my birthday? …/drags… Oh, fanks, Clicky…*

*No, I’m not feeling particularly blue… /plumes smoke… Though a lot people are… /shakes fist in rage… Damn you, Moros!*

*California seems to be on a downward trend… /taps ash… Shame, considering the coronavirus avoids smokers like the… /drags… well, like the plague…*

*Ugh! …/streams smoke…*

 

*Agreed. Smokers ‘ave been made to social distance for fucking years, Clicky… /sighs…*

*Oh, we’re definitely entering the.. /coughs… Fat End of the operation, Clicky…*

*She didn’t mention the fat shaming and the green energy peddle-power, Clicky… /sniffs…*

 

*Oh, the Surveillance State is already ‘ere…*

*You got that right…*

*No, what’s hidden behind the curtain, Clicky? …/final drag…*

*Smokers in the Blue universe already knows the benefits… /stubs butt… We’re at the sharp end, Clicky…*

*I guess a mountain does look like a pyramid, and a pyramid looks like a wedge…*

*Mmm… have we got any jelly and ice cream, Clicky?*

*Nevermind… /lights up…*