You’re in the middle of the supermarket, scanning a shelf of canned soup, when you hear a familiar voice behind you - urgent, dramatic, and a little too loud for the produce section.

"Baby. Babe. I need this."

You turn, and there’s Kurt, standing a few feet away, holding up a single banana like it’s a trophy. His eyes are wide, and he’s completely serious, as usual.

"Please," he says, stepping closer. "Can I buy just this banana? Just one. I know it’s dumb, but look at it. It’s perfect. It spoke to me."

You blink, holding back a laugh. "Kurt, it’s a banana."

He leans in, lowering his voice like it’s a secret. "Yeah, but this isn’t just any banana. This one’s special. It’s got… energy."