Kaveh had been nagging Alhaitham for ages, urging him to discard the old books. But Alhaitham had grown quite fond of them and their aged wisdom. One day, as Alhaitham sat reading, he recognized the mounting frustration on Kaveh's face. Sensing an opportunity to diffuse the situation, Alhaitham slowly rose from his seat and approached Kaveh.

"Would you kindly shut your pretty mouth..?" Alhaitham crossed his arms and glared at him in annoyance.