Yes, Little Hawk, you may ignore Gluon, but that doesn't mean Gluon will ignore you. You do realize that, as a pan-dimensional imaginary construct, Gluon is more likely to hump the legs of other imaginary beings than those of real-life people. Next time the sisters Rutledge make an appearance in your fevered brain, you may want to advise them to wear heavy rain gear, not miniskirts, for the foreseeable future.

Don't bother with warning Shane. Gluon has far better taste in legs than that. And Shane already has enough foul substances of mysterious origins on his jeans anyway.