Role Reversal

Pocket: How much longer until we get there?
Denim: Patience, sir.
Pocket: I don't understand why we couldn't eat it in the store parking lot.
Denim: I'm sure we'll reach the beach soon.
Pocket: But the ice cream is softening! Let me through!
Denim: In a few more minutes, we can eat it beneath the windblown palms.
Pocket: Let me at that spoon, Cadet!
Denim: We'll indulge our taste receptors, while watching children frolic in the waves.
Pocket That's an order!
Denim: Thus, we shall replenish our energy reserves, and inspire our souls.
Pocket: How dare you disobey me, cadet!
Denim: Trust me, sir. I'm doing this for your own good!