Babylon 5, Season 3: Point of No Return

[Delenn finds Sheridan in the War Room, going over reports]

Delenn:
Ivanova sent me to find you. She said you haven't been sleeping, you have hardly been eating; she said that you have been, in her words, "carrying on cranky." I looked up the word "cranky." It said "grouchy." I looked up "grouchy," it said "crotchety." No wonder you have such an eccentric culture: none of your words have their own meaning! You have to look up one word to understand another. It never ends.

John Sheridan:
[not paying attention] Something here doesn't make sense.

Delenn:
That is what I thought when I came across "crotchety." This cannot be a real word, I said.

Sheridan:
The Shadows keep attacking random targets! Very illogical! On the other hand, once engaged, their tactics are very successful! Very logical! It's-it's a contradiction!

Delenn:
Unless the random attacks are logical in some way we haven't yet determined.

Sheridan:
Exactly.

Delenn:
[grinning] So you have been sitting here trying to think illogically about logical possibilities, or logically about illogical possibilities.

Sheridan:
Hm? Yes, yes.

Delenn:
Well, no wonder you are cranky! [he looks at her in confusion, oblivious to everything she's just said] Grouchy? [still nothing] Never mind. Your face just broke the language barrier.

Sheridan:
Ah…I haven't had a good night's sleep since Kosh died. I'm having the kind of nightmares that make your hair stand on end.

Delenn:
Well, that would explain the Centauri. You need food…and rest!

Sheridan:
[annoyed] Aah.

Delenn:
The humans who you've been waiting for have arrived and would like to have dinner with us.

Sheridan:
No, no, I don't have time! If they want to come here…

Delenn:
So I told them yes!

Sheridan:
Delenn!

Delenn:
Since Minbari do not lie, except to save another, my reputation is now at stake. If you say no, I will be publicly dishonored.

Sheridan:
[realizing he's been beaten] You don't fight fair!

Delenn:
True! Dinner is in two standard hours. I will see you there! [heads to the door]

Sheridan:
[muttering] Pain in the butt.

Delenn:
[over her shoulder] Grouch.