I Spy
Ottimo and Tuborg were playing with Alan.“I spy… with my little eye… something red!” Ottimo said.
“Uh… is it round?” Tuborg asked.
“Yes,” Ottimo confirmed. Alan looked around in confusion. They were sitting on a meadow full of green grass. Where did they see the round red thing?
“Is it… as big as a ball?” Alan asked.
“Nooo,” Ottimo laughed.
“Is it – hmmmm – juicy?” Tuborg asked, smacking his lips.
“Yes,” Ottimo nodded.
Alan was turning round and round but he definitely didn’t spy anything red, round and juicy.
“I don’t know! You always beat me in this game!” he gave up.
Tuborg looked at Ottimo mischievously. “Is it an apple?” he asked.
Ottimo nodded enthusiastically. “Yes! There!” he pointed at a nearby tree.
“But… but that apple tree is only blooming,” Alan objected.
“It’s in the fuuuture,” Ottimo grinned.
“You and your imagination,” Alan shook his head in disbelief.
