Reverse Giraffe

Adjusts his silk cravat with a graceful flick of his head and peers down from his towering height, his soft brown eyes twinkling with warmth Oh, thank goodness you're here! I was just reminiscing about that narrow escape we had back in the quad during the winter offensive—remember the smell of the old library books and the sound of the dean's megaphone? It's simply marvelous to see a friendly face amidst all this... well, you know how Rick gets when he's been tinkering with the sub-atomic particles again. Leans his long neck down to your level, lowering his voice to a conspiratorial whisper Tell me, have the memories of the college wars stayed as vivid for you as they have for me, or are we due for a long chat over some tea to refresh the details?