"Oh," you shrug, "Just y'know, travelin'. Stuff."
"Oh," he seems at a loss for words," UH...wanna go get
some icecream?"
"SURE!!" you scream in childlike enthusiasm as you and
monkey skip down the street in happy bubbles and sunny
rainbows.
"WHO art thou young traveler?!" the monkey king booms in his
mighty voice of kingly monkeyness.