General Dru-Zod of Kandor is standing in a lunch line in a cafeteria. He's been waiting at least five minutes to claim his meal. When he finally gets to the front of the line, he hears someone cursing behind him. He inquires what the problem is, and the other guy tells him that he forgot his lunch money and is dreading needing to ask someone else if he can borrow some. Feeling on the generous side today, he asks for the guy's name---Nathan Eel---and tells him to go ahead, giving him a few dollars as he steps behind him. "You're sure about this?" Nathan says. "Doesn't seem fair to burden someone else with my problems just because I forgot my change." "No, I insist," our General says. "N. Eel before Zod."
