Jack Sr. arrives home, takes his shoes off and places them next to a stack of four azure-colored storage boxes. He then goes to the kitchen, takes a burgundy-colored bowl of leftover pudding out from the fridge and screams for Jack.
Jack (screams back from the living room): I am watching TV! What do you need me for?
Jack Sr. (comes to the living room): Your teacher rang my office today. The phone conversation was extremely…
Jack (interrupts): Was the conversation about how I am doing in school? Because I am doing great. It really is the truth. You better…
Jack Sr. (interrupts): You are? I am glad to hear that. But I do not want to talk to you about that. I want to talk to you about something else.
Jack: And what was that you wanted to talk to me about?
Jack Sr.: Your teacher wants you to play for your school’s football team. For the last few weeks, your coach watched you play when he was training your seniors at lacrosse. Then yesterday, he decided you will be a good addition to the team.
Jack (gapes): I can play for ‘The Marigolds’? They have won more than one hundred cups.
Jack Sr. (eats the pudding): I read that in the prospectus your school mailed me this year.
Jack: Well, um, I better go share the important news with Hot Dog! I know she will be happy when she learns I will be playing for our school’s football team…she is, after all, my friend!