and here I thought Stewart and Colbert were the same person, but no..

Stewart, rumpled in a gray tee over a long-sleeved shirt, khaki cargo pants, black Timberland boots and a Mets cap, was sprawled in a chair with takeout coffee. Colbert, neat in a long-sleeved navy shirt, blue pants and wire-rimmed glasses, was sitting up straight next to him, holding a paper plate of fruit. They were already deep in a weighty discussion.

COLBERT: If honeydew is ripe, I think it's the king of melons.

STEWART: Nah, I think given the choice of melons . . .

COLBERT: You'd go cantaloupe.

STEWART: Oh, I don't think there's any question. The cantaloupe is far superior to the honeydew.

COLBERT: No, every night I hunt for the honeydew.

STEWART: The honeydew is almost a coconut; it's barely even a melon. I think you're making a huge mistake.

COLBERT: No, I don't care for it.

STEWART [in a stentorian announcer's voice]: Colbert and Stewart came to blows over the melon.