“The microwave, or Micheal the Wavious, and a metal fork, or Sir Silver Prong, are sworn enemies and can never cross paths lest their meeting spell destruction for all. Basically, in layman’s terms, don’t put silverware in the microwave.” You explained, tossing a metal fork up into the air and catching it with your fingers by the handle quite easily. The Sage of Truth nodded, his stupid little long hat bobbing with the motion. Oh yeah. The Sage Of Truth was in your kitchen.