“Hana, what happened to your knees?”

“I fell.”

“Oh.”

“Ben said he won’t marry me.”

“Good! We’re supposed to do that.”

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“Oh, right. I forgot.”

“How about we play house?”

“Sure.”

“I’ll be the husband, Hana can be the wife, and Ricky can be the pet fish.”

“Ha ha!”

“I don’t want to be a pet fish!”

“Fight me, fish!”

“Yeah, fight him, fish!”

“I thought we were playing house?”

“Ha ha ha!”

“Ha ha ha!”