Crisis: "Actually he does." *takes out medical papers and hands them to the man* "But he hates me, so no one on this side of the world knows of my existence."
(Also his name should be Baur or Gene cuz those are the last and first names of people who worked to make Pringles. Baur being the actual creator and Gene making the machine that cooks them and gives them their weird shape.)
(lel two brothers, one creates lays, the other creates pringles)
*Follows swiftly, looking around at the scenery with observant eyes. Although with the sunglasses, it's hard to tell that he is.*