Bobby looks down at the bright pink bubbly drink and looks back up. "No, but food really does get weirder and weirder the more that time goes by, doesn't it?" When they'd been pulled from their present to their future, Bobby had discovered that peanut butter and pickle sandwiches were a legit thing. The concept, he'd thought, was gross.

But ridiculously tasty.

"Well, it's not as snappy as Iceman," he huffed. "Polar Boy. One wrong syllable and you're a bear."