J: I just got back from Wisconsin and I think I got the flu.
C: Oh nos! Not the flu! And just after you flew, too. 😦
J: But my superior immune system will kill any flu!
C: Here’s a picture of you with the flew:
J: Peter Pan is dead. Long live J-Pan! I guess that’s the silver lining of getting the flu. I become the new Peter Pan.
C: Ru-fi-o, Ru-fi-o, Ruuu-fi-O!