Delenn, John Sheridan and others in “And the Rock Cried Out, No Hiding Place”

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.

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

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

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!

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

Exactly.

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

Hm? Yes, yes.

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.

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.

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

[annoyed] Aah.

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

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

So I told them yes!

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.

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

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

[muttering] Pain in the butt.

[over her shoulder] Grouch.