"Wheat or white?" asked Bob digging through his backpack.

"Oh, brother," Cruel mumbled to himself, "These dim wits' elevators are only making it to the third floor."

"Wheat," said Lizy taking the bread from Bob. He slapped some peanut butter and jelly on and threw the two slices together.

"Now for the crowning moment!" said Lizy. He jumped up and stuffed the sandwich in Cruel's mouth.

"MIMY MU AMOYM MIMERM!" mumbled Cruel. The sticky peanut butter had glued his mouth together.

"And that," remarked Lizy, "Is that."