You grin back at James and ask him if he's got any gimmicks planned for the bingo game later in the evening. He says, with a sly smile, "It's a secret...come and see for yourself." Refusing to elaborate on the details, he then pours out the tub, and the sausages make little plippity-plop sounds as they bounce into the counter top container. You've lost your appetite for those little guys. |