Hard Boiled sweet and Opal fruit are sitting in a pub and HBS is bragging about how hard he is. Just then, the pub door swings open and in saunters Tune. HBS immediately dives under a table much to the surprise of Opal Fruit. Tune bowls up to the bar, lifts somebody's pint and gulps it down in a oner, does a 180 and walks straight out the door.
"Here you", says Opal Fruit to HBS. "I thought you were the hardest sweetie in this pub, according to you?"
"Am ur" says HBS "but see that Tune, he's just pure fucking menthol"