Transformation

Gllen becomes a badass when he chews gum.

The other day, I was prattling on about something and Gllen pops in a piece of gum. After a minute of idly staring out the window, he turns to me and cuts me off mid-sentence by saying, "Don't worry about it." He then turned away from me and contemplated the outside world.

I pointed this out transformation to him. He didn't believe me. Oh, but he's not afraid of using it against me. Two days ago, I told him "You can't be in a bad mood. It's not allowed." He thought about what I said and then flippantly responded, "I need some gum."