Zeebon Morgo chortled in satisfaction, while continuing to feed sugarcane into his eating jaw.
"Veenok! We continue to garner nominations!"
Veenok's primary eyes appeared from behind a pile of papers.
"Excellent, Governor-General and High Commander. Can I get back to administering the three continents you're not in charge of?"
Zeebon sneered, his threat fronds sliding out.
"Ha! Three continents! Why, I'm in charge of at least seven!"
Veenok sighed. "The Hawaiian Islands are not continents, Lord Viceroy."
Zeebon blinked. "What? They're land, right? Surrounded by water?"
"Yes and yes, Your High and Illustrious Worship."
"Then they're continents." Zeebon picked a bit of sugarcane out of his baleen. Veenok sighed.