[[Ms. BoxJam is reading]]
BoxJam [[from other room]]: ... But the little bug had nowhere left to go
[[Ms. BoxJam looks up from her book.]]
BoxJam [[from other room]]: So he waited for the T-16 bus, and got on next to a dragonfly.
BoxJam: "Where you headed?" asked the Dragonfly.
"I don't care," said the little bug.
"I know a good discoteque."
"How charming. Do you have an ashtray?"
"Thank you. Fancy a cigarette?"
"A cigarette, and a telephone. I need to ring my hotel."
Well, that's enough for tonight. G'night!
[[BoxJam enters, holding a book.]]
Ms. BoxJam: Recycling old foreign-language phrase books like that isn't fooling anybody . . .