Overreaction

As the starcraft left ultraspace and moved into orbit around the target planet, she turned to me as I did my calculations.

"So what is all this over, anyway?"

I sighed, and decided to tell her.

"He stole my breakfast."

She stared at me for a moment.

"That's it? All of this, for what, a protein bar? Talk about an overreaction!"

"You don't you understand. He knowingly stole a minor thing from a man of my power and position. A man who's willing to do that, is far too dangerous."

I finished my calculations and then blew up the planet.