[Look, he's trying to be sociable, okay? Kinda hard to do when you're an anti-social person, and the comment about his legs may have been in bad taste, but he wasn't about to sit through awkward silence if he could help it.

He glances over his shoulder and notices the look Johnny was giving him, and he volleys it with a flat look of his own.]

Hey, people gotta be entertained somehow, so why the hell not? I was paying you a compliment, so don't get yourself tied in a knot about it.

[Because, hey, if Johnny was going to be all smarmy, than so was he.

There was a sudden crash up ahead, one of the fancy sand pillars breaking apart, and the sand chandelier above them began to wobble dangerously.]

Crap!