Box of Lions

"Where did you get that scar?" asked the man.

"From catching fireflys in the pale sunlight in the frozen wastes of Florida" replied the llama.  "What about yourself?  What did you do to mangle your tailbone so badly?"

"Same thing as you, soupcan.  Only a little different."

Then, the bakery lights finally warmed up to the point where the maps of the factories could be left alone.  Both old friends left the storefront complete strangers, as they always were.