“What’s the matter?” she asked.
“What isn’t the matter?” he answered.
“Light,” she retorted.
“Huh?” he implored.
“Light,” she reiterated. “It’s energy. It’s not matter.”
“Well, only if you accept the wave hypothesis. I myself subscribe to the Photon hypothesis. And the New Yorker. It has funny cartoons,” he quipped.
“Either way, they balance each other out, since energy and matter are in constant flux, all originating from the Big Bang. So let’s agree to disagree,” she offered.
“Well, fine. I…fine,” he sulked.
“What’s the matter?” she asked.
“What’s the anti-matter?” he answered.
“Oh no….”