My friend 'Doc' and I have serious discussions on grown up topics all of the time. This was not one of them.
Doc: "I've come to a sad realization. The window of opportunity for me & Clooney to be together has officially closed."
Me: "What do you mean? He's still single."
Doc: "Well, technically; but he has a girlfriend."
Me: "The chick whose wimpy foot broke during that motorcycle accident? C'mon, I bet your bones are freakishly unbreakable! You and your super-skeleton would have come through it with little more than a bit of road rash, and because you're a doctor you would have started examining everyone on the scene, where you'd likely write your man George prescriptions for "Kisses to Make it All Better" and "Hands-on-Healing".
Doc: "Her bones might be fragile but she ate a scorpion on TV and I could never, ever do that. (shaking head in disbelief, voice octave slightly rising) A live scorpion, in her mouth, on TV!"
Me: "Do you think he was impressed by that, really?"
Doc: "She. Ate. A. Scorpion. On. TV."
Me: "I think Clooney would be far more interested to find out what you'll put in your mouth at home.