"I swear on the vaunted grave of the test tube I was cloned in, one of these days, I will actually manage to sneak up on you."

Kon jerked his thumb towards Condiment King, idly floating upside down, something he often did when bored.

"So is this guy supposed to actually be a threat or something?"

"Try though you mayo, you still will never ketchup to me in this fight!" Condiment King cried out, squirting vinegar at Kon. "I'll make you vinaigrette ever trying to face me!"

Kon just stared for a moment, as the vinegar hit his teke shield and harmlessly dripped off.

Then he started laughing hysterically. "Never mind, that answered my question."