We each let out a laugh (him first), more expulsions of air than anything else.
No, you most certainly can't have one without the other, the man in the chair behind the desk in front of me says.
But don't quote me on that.
(He expels more air from his lungs after he says this, and the force of the expulsion is so severe I can see the reaction rush toward me at the speed of a sneeze, polluting the air between us with non-comedic contagions.)
And then he smiles.