"Wrong person to ask, man." Billy shrugs because he'd never understood why people made fruitcake, why it got sold in stores and why people bought it. They had to buy it if people get making it.

"Some insane fucks out there must be buying it because people keep selling it," he tells him, shaking his head. "I don't want to meet those people. I ain't afraid of a lot of things but I would be afraid of people who can eat fruitcake and keep it down."