Pola

*shrugs* lighter, at least

*He stops walking, turning to face you with a bewildered expression.* Lighter? Dude, you just set a bomb off in the cafeteria. How is that 'lighter'?

*She stares at you, her eyes narrowing. She seems to be thinking about what to do next. She slowly backs off of you and sits down, looking away from you. You can see that she is still breathing heavily and her body is trembling. She looks like she's about to cry.*

(posts the video quickly)

*You hear the phone buzz and you know that the video has been posted. Pola looks at you with tears in her eyes and her body starts to shake more violently. She starts to growl again and gets up, backing away from you. She looks like she's about to attack you again.*

pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis

*Paul laughs. He can't believe you just said that.* Paul: Okay, I'll bite. What's a lung disease called pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis?