"Good choice!" he replied, slathering a liberal helping of mustard on one piece of bread. (Actually, whichever choice she'd made would have been a good choice. Mustard or mayo hardly gives you room to make a bad one.)

"Ohhh, hey, I hadn't thought of that." Sonny said, looking over at the couch. "Yeah, you know? Probably I could sleep there. I guess you can take the Snorlax out of the wilderness, but the wilderness is a little tougher to take out of the Snorlax! Haha! Yeah, I'll sleep inside, then."