Zink

The other night Joel barged into the room roaring like a lion and making clawing motions in the air. I feigned fear.

"Did I 'care you?" he asked, hopeful.

"Yeh, you kinda did. What are you, a lion?"

"No, I'm Zink."

"Zink?" I asked, puzzled. "Who is Zink?"

"You know! Like Monster Zink?"

I chuckled. "Oh, yeh, Monsters Inc!"