"How about Stranger Things? That's a good one!
Let's watch that!" Peter was deciding what to put on Netflix. He was sitting next to Starfire on the couch, his arm wrapped around her shoulders.
"But what are the things stranger than? Can there be stranger things, if the things already are not strange?" Star was confused, but everything would be obvious once they started watching.
"Friend Peter, do you have any ice?" Star asked.
"No, why?" Peter replied.
"Well, do you have any cold drinks?"
"No again, may I ask why again?"
Star began walking over to the refrigerator, reached it, opened it, and started to climb inside.
"STAR! What are you doing?" Peter asked, a little agitated. She was almost all the way inside the fridge.
"Well traditionally, when watching the Netflix, their must always be the chill, correct?" Star asked.
"Well, yeah, but, uh, it's a, um, different kind of chill..." Peter responded.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you see, uh, when a mommy and a daddy love each other very much, they, uh-"
"Ooh, I know this one! It's the one where babies come from!! The stork was all the lie! Just like the cake!!"
"Yeah..."
"So the chill is another word for the sexing?"
"Um, yeah that's one way to put it..."