He’s all: “I know that bowl ain’t empty.  Uh-uh…”

Finger waves arrogantly in front of my face.

Then he’s like: “Was there cereal in that bowl?  For your sake, you better hope not…”

Head works from side to side as though disconnected.  Jason dutifully refills bowl with a bit of cereal and milk to avoid injury.  Cat appears sated for now.

[Grendel; replete with two snaps and a wiggle]